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It's September the 19th, 2018. Light is fading across the Witson days,

a collection of green and gold islands dotted around the Coral Sea

just on the coast of Queensland, Australia.

By day, this diving paradise is teeming with swimmers,

exploring the warm turquoise waters.

People leap from boats to revel in the scattered, multicolored reefs hidden below, while others

stroll along the plentiful white sandy beaches. But with the light fading, the sea is now emptier.

Holidaymakers have retreated to the shore, to the mainland, or back to their boats.

A normally lively, convivial atmosphere has subtly altered, it is something more eerie,

as the darkening waves slosh up and down.

On the western side of Witsunday Island, the largest in the area, there is an inlet known as Sid Harbour.

Here, a smattering of small vessels bob peacefully on the water.

And then, through the gloom, a horrifying scream rings out across the harbour.

On board a 39-foot sailing yacht, 47-year-old Justine Barwick is in trouble.

The floor of the boat is slick with a frothing combination of salt water and blood.

Trambling, trying to catch her breath.

Justine looks down at her leg.

I saw the spirts of blood from where my femoral artery was. And it wasn't just severed.

It was gone from my groin to my knee.

My thigh was just gone.

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