Jake Randolph in "The Naked Beat" Pt. 212

The water was cold and shocking to the system as we went down, the blackness of the water enveloping us like a funeral shroud. I was holding him with one arm and throwing punch after punch with the other, which was a bit like trying to swim in pudding. It wasn't doing much good so I tried to change my tactic and get behind him, but I knew if I let go of him I wouldn't find him again in this darkness.

I didn't get in a good breath before we hit the water and I was already becoming lightheaded...