It was a beautiful sunny day at the resort on a cliff by the ocean. The ocean waves calmly drifted in and out as they approached the cliffs stonewall within the cove. Directly above the cove sits a bridge that allows you to cross from one side of the resort to other without having to journey around. In the distance a woman walks down the long grassy hill with her nine year old niece towards a set of tables near the edge of the cliff to meet with their family for brunch. Along the way they see the bridge and decide to stop near it at small stonewall. As they look over the edge they see waves about forty feet below. The little girl spots a guard standing on the bridge. She points at him. The woman says "We don't want to go over there, if we fall in we might get eaten by sharks." The woman wrapped her arms around the little girl and digs her chin into her neck to resemble a shark gnawing on it. The little girl laughs. They head to the table to meet with the family. As they sit down the woman notices that a storm is moving in. Wind push the waves harder into shore. The woman looks out to sea. In the distance she sees what appears to be the New York City skyline. The storm gets closer. When she looks back towards the table to tell her family what she has just seen they are gone. She stands up and looks around. Everyone is gone. The perfect sunny day has turned into a cloudy gloomy one. As they woman walks to the bridge and looks over she sees that the waves are high now, almost to the top of the cliff. As she looks closer into the water she sees a fin. She freezes. At that moment she is experiencing her greatest fear, a great white shark. The waves rise higher soaking the grassy knoll. The woman begins to run up the hill but it's too late, the great white is moving in closer, gaining on her. As she tries to run up the slippery grass she takes one last look behind her to find that the shark is on her tail. The woman slips. BLACK.