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Tarnley
“Rainey!” I call again, shaking her in the dark.
Still, no response.
“Fuck. You are not dying on me.” I stand, feeling my way around the wall. I’m weak, though—my limbs like lead, muscles shaking with every movement. I feel the wall, searching for the grated holes that open up when the water is ready to be distributed. I find one and do my best to break the cover. If I can get enough of them broken, the pressure will not fill, and maybe, just maybe, I can keep our heads above water long enough to reach the top.
I press both thumbs against the metal and push, using all the strength at my disposal in an attempt to punch a fucking hole in it.
Nothing happens. The damn thing doesn’t even begin to budge. “You have got to be fucking kidding me. Of all the ways I could go out, I’m going to drown in a bloody hole!” To be honest, I’m not entirely sure I can drown. I’m a made vampire, so technically, I’m already dead.
The pressure will definitely kill me, though. But Rainey? Rainey can drown, and with her unconscious, she likely will if I can’t get us the fuck out of here.
My heart hammers within my chest as I beat against the grate. I move to the one a few feet to the right of it and apply as much pressure as I can.
Nothing.
Something begins to roar around us. A heavy thundering, like a massive storm is brewing. Metal scrapes against metal, and I look up, half-expecting to see Bronywyn or Elijah staring down at us.
Instead, my feet grow cold. I kick out, and water splashes.
“Son of a bitch!” Panic ices my veins as I reach down and feel for Rainey as the water level steadily grows higher. I lift her, tossing her over my shoulder as I turn around. My head swims, the lack of oxygen likely killing me over and over again.
Honestly, I’m surprised I’m not unconscious, too. Something to add to my knowledge if I ever make it out of here. Apparently, I don’t need nearly as much as everyone else. Good to know.
The water level continues to rise, and as it does, I begin to feel the pressure. Around me, the air thickens, and my chest constricts. Fuck, the water hasn’t even reached my knees yet, and I’m already getting a headache.
Is it possible that this is it? This is the end for us?
“Hang in there, Rainey,” I whisper, as I pull her down off my shoulder and cradle her in my arms, instead. I lean back against the wall and look up, unable to see anything but the darkness.
