A writhing maelstrom of deep black oceans. Like night, or the dream of death Something is swimming up through icy waters and years of oblivion, the white hand of a drowned person that grabs swimmers ankles. Theres a voice down there, the voice and wails of a little girl resounding in the wreck of a great ship. She has a story of pain and sorrow to tell and an infinite rage is burning in her eyes!