[ WP ] You are trapped in an airtight room on the Titanic as it sinks .

I watched out the small porthole window as the water slowly grew closer. Despite the fact I knew I was going to die there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. The door was sealed shut, with no way of opening it. Even if I could open it, there was n't enough time to reach the deck, to board a lifeboat. The porthole mesmerized me, the water called my name. I could n't take my eyes off of it. I watched as the water covered the small window and swallowed the ship whole. I waited and waited for my tiny room to be filled, my lungs to burn, my mouth to gasp for air, but it never came. None of it. 
 
 The ship continued to sink deeper and deeper into the sea, and the tiny room continued to grow darker and darker. The ship creaked and groaned, as if tired and weary from its fight with the sea. Finally after what felt like hours, there was a final crash as we reached the bottom of the ocean. My own personal hell. I was alive, at the bottom of the sea, in a ship no one would ever search. My life was saved, but at the same time my life was over. The little airtight room would keep me breathing for some time, but eventually, just like the Titanic, I would succumb.
