I’m trapped inside a rubber duck that’s about to be swallowed by a giant shark.
How did I come to be in this predicament, you ask?
Good question. I’d like to know myself.
But there’s no time for that now.
Because if that shark doesn’t swallow me and Durquin—that’s the duck—in the next three seconds, we’ll both disappear into an abyss of bubbles for all eternity.