Arrow Lake i hate my yearbook photo

she's awake again, gasping for air. but it's not air that fills her lungs, and then she's thrashing, hacking up burning cold lakewater and likely striking out at her rescuer in the process. when her mind, eventually, catches up and realizes there's something solid beside her, her immediate instinct is to attempt to scramble atop it, gasping for breath still and half-blind with panic.