Round 140

The water was cold as it lapped around Merrin's thighs. She pulled Varikka close, shielding her from whatever lurked in the depths below. Every instinct screamed at her to run, but escape was cut off by the rising lake that now lapped at their thighs. "What the hell is going on?" Varikka gasped, still coughing up water as she clung to Merrin for support. "I don't know," Merrin replied through gritted teeth, her gaze fixed on the churning water. "But we need to move—fast." She had to think fast, to find some way out of this rapidly flooding hellhole before it was too late... I have to keep moving. The thought pulsed through Merrin’s mind like a mantra as she staggered through the ankle-deep water towards what looked like a narrow opening in the cavern wall. It could be another dead end or a trap, but it was their best shot at escaping this rapidly flooding hellhole before it was too late...