It's dark. Very dark. I lie on my back facing up at the thin line of blue light which is the only thing illuminating the depths. I lay on a piece of plank wood, half of my body submerged in water. Almost all of my body is numb, but that was probably from the large fall I took. Hopefully I'm not paralyzed from this. After a few moments of numbness turning into pain, which is a relief if you think you might be paralyzed, I start to stand up. Right next to me is a handy lamp on a barrel that didn't get destroyed. What a convenience! If only I could find matches.
"If I recall.." I think, looking up towards the faint blue light. "Ink told me that I could make anything I wanted while in this AU, right?" I close my eyes. "Okay," I breathe. I imagine a box of matches on top of the barrel. After a few moments I open my eyes and look down. I can't see anything. I feel to see if the box of matches I wanted are there. They are! I take one out, making sure I don't drop any into the darkness, and light it up. Now I'm able to see the lamp. I've used a lamp like this before- oil based. I light up the wicker on inside and turn the knob so the wicker won't burn out so fast. I blow out the match and drop it into the water- it's unusable now since I used it. I pick up the lamp and hold it in front of me so I can see details in the dark. It looks like I'm at the very bottom of the ship, which explains why there could be water down here. But I wouldn't think this ship was docked. I mean, it was up in the air. It would be colder, sure, but there definitely wouldn't be any water down here. I continue walking through the bottom of the ship, trying to see if I could find a way out without having to imagine my way out. I finally find a ladder, but once I look up the exit is blocked by planks. Oh yeah, and the ladder is broken. I look back up to the light I first saw when I awoke down here. Maybe I can make a staircase down here? I close my eyes, concentrating hard on what the staircase would look like and how far it went up. I opened my eyes again and I'm met with water coming down the staircase. That's weird, I didn't want water coming down from it.
"Oh, well," I say to myself, shrugging. I walk up the stairs like I would usually whenever I walk up stairs until the flame in my lamp flickers like water had just dropped onto it. I hold the lamp up to my face, and I see another drop of water fall into it, reducing it to a small sputtering pillar. I look up and don't see anything other than the blue light. I continue up the stairs.
Finally, I reach the light. But as I get closer, I realize I was wrong about something. There was never a strange, blue sort of light. It was water pouring into the ship! It's practically a water slide on the stairs and I'm on the verge of falling over. I try to turn and run back down the stairs, but I hit my head on the ceiling and fall with a loud crack onto the floor below.
Now until this point, I'd been subconsciously trying to figure out why water ended up coming down from the stairs I built. I didn't stop to think about it, but it had been bugging me. Suddenly, it all made sense. As I hit the ground, my lantern went flying out of my hand. It made a single long bounce before striking a loose board on the wall; the board just so happened to be covering a tiny window to the outside. But this window said it all.

I'm underwater!

Oh god, what do I do?! I panic and scream as I quickly try to come up with a means of escape. I can't think! I quickly walk back and forth from wall to wall hopelessly, constantly being reminded of my imminent fate by the dim blue light shining through the window. Suddenly, a tint of red catches my attention. I quickly spin around, only just noticing the fire creeping along the side of the walls. Where could that have come from?! It's underwate-! No. My lantern. It was still lit when I dropped it. That must be how it began. Suddenly there's a a creak, then a crack. I can feel the wood underneath me move and shift.
"This can't be good," I mumble. Snap. I scream in horror as the deck cracks open more, water spilling in rapidly now. In moments the water reaches my waist and continues to climb up towards my head. I scream for help, but nobody came. Pieces of wood continue to fall, some almost landing on me. Soon they surround me and I have nowhere to run. The water continues to rise, I know I'm dead. It's up to my chin now. I scream one more time for help before it reaches my head. Nobody came. I'm fully submerged in water and slowly wait for my death.
I wish that Ink was here, so I wouldn't die.
I open my eyes just in time for the planks blocking my escape to move, revealing light. Thin blue strings had moved them. A familiar body pulled me up by its strings to the surface. That was the last thing I saw before blacking out.
I wake up to a sunset. I rub my eyes and look at the sunset with a sudden gasp. I'm gently pulled onto a sandy beach, coughing and vomiting water. I feel a hand caressing my back, urging me to throw up the rest of the salty water in my system. I breathe for a few moments and sit up, alerting the stranger that I was finished vomiting.
"I'm okay now," I said with a shaky voice and I began to sit back up.
"Štäÿ døwñ, ÿøû'rę śtįłł węâk," they said. Their voice was so glitched up, I could barely tell what they said. Curious, I looked over at them. What I saw made my eyes look like Papyrus' googly eyes. I immediately pounced on him and yelled in his face.
"ERROR?! Omigawsh! Uh- I-! HAI! I'm one of your BIGGEST fans.." The look on Error's face made me stop myself in mid-sentence.
"I'm.. Sorry.." I said, backing away from him. I silently hugged my knees, huddling my body as I stared at the ocean. I felt a body press up against mine. It was so warm that I noticed that I was shivering- well I still am. I looked to my left, where Error is. I can see that annoyed look on his face. He doesn't like doing this at all does he?
"Thank you," I mumble. He grunts in response.

"You're.. warm, Error," I say slowly. He doesn't respond. He's quite different than I expected. Not at all like what I read on Tumblr. But then again, he's probably doing this to be nice, like that one guy, Falco-something. He got to hold Error's hand and Error totally forgot and ended up tying him up because... ugh, I'm trailing off again. I sneeze suddenly. Either someone is talking about me or..
"I'm probably gonna catch a cold after this." I look over and smile at Error. He had already stood up, and is walking away. "Hey, wait," I say, making Error turn around. "Where are you going?"
"âwæÿ frøm ÿøû įf ÿøû'rę gøòñā bę šįčk," he answered. That kinda hurt, but I guess it's to be expected. Then a thought suddenly hits me and I stand up, just a little too fast. I ignore the dizziness and walk up to him.
"Wait a moment, skeletons can't get-!" I'm cut off by a wave of coughs. I cover my mouth as a reflex, but that's not going to help anybody. I look up as soon as I finish coughing, but Error is gone. I hadn't noticed until now that he had left his jacket on my shoulders. I guess he really is a nice guy down at heart, even though he wants to destroy my AU.
I stand there for a few moments looking down at the jacket until suddenly I realize I'm back at home in my room. I look around. Nothing's changed. The time is even the same as when I left: 3:45 AM. Was time paused? It couldn't be. Was I dreaming the entire time? No, that can't be true either; I almost drowned! The only thing at this moment that's keeping me from thinking it was a dream is Error's jacket. His oddly colored jacket.. I sneeze again. I should be getting to bed. Ugh, I'm going to be sick in the morning. I climb into bed, quickly falling asleep with Error's jacket still around me.

I wake up as if in a daze. I still feel the jacket behind my head. I groggily sit up and look at it. It really was the one Error had given me. I sneeze again, only now noticing that my nose is filled with snot and that I can't breathe normally.
"That's just great," I say aloud. My voice is also affected. I flop back down onto the bed, my face landing in a pillow. In a matter of seconds I fall back asleep.
Something shuffling in my room suddenly wakes me up. I sit up, wiping drool off my mouth and look over my room. I can't see anything due to my vision being blurry, so I rub my eyes. Opening them again, I can now see more clearly. I yawn and stretch, hearing someone laughing from somewhere in my room. Standing up, I bump heads with said someone. We both collapse in pain, but the other gets back up faster than I can.
"Ha ha, good morning!" says a familiar voice. I look at the intruder and see Ink.
"Ink, it's been such a-" I'm cut off again from coughing.
"Are you alright? You seem paler than usual."
"No I'm-" I cough, "fine!" I cough even more after that sentence is finished.
"It definitely doesn't seem like you are," Ink says while smirking.
"I was just about to get up and get some medicine. I'll be fine once I've taken them and get some more sleep." I sneeze this time as I get up, heading for the bathroom across the hall. Ink watches me from my room as I act like some drunk person trying to walk in a straight line. I walk into the bathroom, grab the medicine, and walk back out towards the tiny kitchen. I open up the cupboard and grab a glass, filling it with water and taking the medicine. I drink the rest of the water and put the glass in the sink before heading back to my room. As I walk in, I notice that Ink's gone. I bet he doesn't want to bother me as I sleep. I crawl in and drift off into dream land.
I feel a finger poking my cheek, and I wave it away but it keeps at it. Opening my eyes, I see Ink again. "Good afternoon, sleepy head," he says. I smile. He has a thing with barging in, doesn't he?
"Did your mother ever tell you about going into girls' rooms?" I ask, teasingly.
"No. I don't have an exact mother, remember?"
"That's right.." I trail off, almost falling asleep again. The medication hasn't totally worn off.
"How come you're so sleepy?" Ink asks.
"It's the medicine I took earlier," I explain. "I'll be sleepy for a little while."
"I see.. I hope you'll be better the next time we go into an AU," he responds.
"I'll be happy to go, just let me have a day off," I say, turning over.
"I'll be back sometime tonight," Ink says before making a portal of paint and leaving. Finally, some peace and quiet.

..

He didn't see Error's jacket, did he?!
Sh*t.