Bought for a tropical plantation on a mostly oceanic planet, very nice, if not for the being a slave part. Marin was happy to be bought and saved from the 8 month deadline, but the work is..well...slave work!

all had been planned perfectly. The raft hidden away and built up over the months, finally being able to assemble the parts in the dead of the night. Everything was going just right...

Midnight struck, the 2 minute lapse in the camera while the feed archived and sent to a backup server. Still recording, but not live for those few minutes..she moved, taking nothing but what's needed, wearing only a stolen bathing suit to have as little wetness weighing her down..

Marin sailed off, paddling with the makeshift paddle, hands, feet, whatever she could do to go faster. Open sea, finally...

Unfortunately, oceans on ocean planets are still as violent as earths.

"Cough...ughh.."

It wasn't long before the raft was in 4 separate pieces, marim clinging desperately to a buoyant scrap. Last thing she remembers was a something big hitting into her..then blackness.

"Uughh..."

Marins vision come in, Fuzzy, bright. Body heavy on the wet sand, something slimy wrapped around her neck. It takes a few moments for her to even register as alive again..

"Did....cough..did I make it..?"

Her arms protest as she tries to push herself up. Her eyes focus on the figure standing over her. You.

"Ff-cough-Fuck...are you..do you work for him..?