Sarah, a pale girl with dirty locs of hair, muddy eyes, and a black puffer jacket.

She tightened her warm beanie against her face, exhaling her breath. She ignored the stinging of her fingertips, her cheeks were sore and purple.

Sockets dried and malnourished, she took a step on the ice. Slowly, and with a gasp, she fell through. Cold. Heartbeat. Need. Oxygen.

Then light, shone through the water and into her eyes.