C218 Dead. Bloated. Trapped

Leilani

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

My eyes flew open against the water again, and I could no longer see Tina’s head poking at the edge of the pool. She fell for it. With renewed energy from the oxygen I had conserved inside my chest, I began to hurriedly uncurl the thick ropes around my hands. It was difficult, because I could not see clearly