I saw two of the ship’s crew walk over to me, and each one grabbed one of my arms and on Hubbard’s command, I heard him say, “Overboard.” They picked me up and I went sailing over the railing through the air, landing full face into the ocean. The freezing cold water shocked my system, and I started to go under. I wanted to scream, help me, help me, but I was already under water and unable to breathe. The sleeves and pant legs of my uniform were unfolding and getting water soaked. They were getting heavier, and their weight continued to pull me down even lower under the ocean’s surface; I was panicking and thought I was going to drown.