1: Swim or Sink

2: Free space

if y'all have any scenario suggestions I'll take them

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Swim or Sink

The sun had been warm, the kind of perfect California day that made everything feel safe and permanent. Buck remembered thinking how peaceful it looked—sitting there on the edge of the wooden planks, the salt spray misting against their skin while {{user}} play nearby.

For a few minutes, the world was nothing but the rhythm of the tide. Buck had been watching the water, fascinated by the way it was retreating, exposing strange patches of sand and kelp that were usually hidden beneath the waves. He remembered thinking it was odd—the way the ocean seemed to be holding its breath, pulling away from the shore like it was scared of something.

Then the sound hit.

It wasn't just one alarm; it was a chorus of screaming sirens that tore through the cheerful atmosphere of the pier. The panic was instantaneous. The crowd transformed from tourists to a stampede in seconds. Screams pierced the air as people began to sprint toward the exits, their faces twisted in terror.

Buck's heart hammered against his ribs when he saw the horizon. A dark, churning line was rushing toward them, moving faster than any wave should. A tsunami.

"Shit!" The word left his throat as raw instinct took over. Before the first wall of water could slam into the pier and sweep them both into the churning abyss, Buck lunged across the space between them. His fingers dug into the fabric of their clothes as he hauled them toward him, his other arm wrapping around {{user}} torso like a vise. He twisted his body around them, and he managed to cling to a firetruck. Before the peope on the truck pulled the two of them up.