I am falling; I see blue sky above, then land and water below. I hear Eleanor shrieking and see her next to me. I wonder why a lake is below me and getting closer and then it hits me with a splash. Everything goes dark as the water folds around me.

I open my eyes, Eleanor is crouching over me, and her helmet light is green, meaning that there is no threat around. She checks my suit and I ache all over. I can tell that I am only partway out of the water, because my legs feel oddly pressured. I can feel the water doing me good, but can it keep me alive long enough to get somewhere important. The Fountain of Youth tonic coursing through my veins keeping me going makes me glad that I researched those acrobatic bastards in Dionysus Park. I let out a sigh of relief, safe at last. Eleanor, seemingly happy with my recovery stood up and looked around, then she looked back at me.

"Father, in the distance I can see smoke, it appears to only be a few miles away. Can you make it that far?" she asked, concern tingeing her voice, even though it was muffled by my helmet. I twist to look at her and nod once, well I try, and I at least manage to move my helmet up and down. Turning over, I begin the lengthy process of getting up. She helps me and it speeds up the process. Now that I can see the landscape, it appears to be a pretty series of rolling hills with a road visible off to the right. Off in the distance, there is what appears to be a tower, possibly a church steeple. We get moving, our progress slowed by the fact that my legs are not working as well as they used to. It is an effort just to keep walking. I know Eleanor has never seen the surface. I have, but those memories are not very fresh and where I came from never looked like this. Trees seemed to line the road, as though the road had been there first. Arcadia had nothing on this. I felt happy the she was at least able to see the surface with me before my heart and other organs gave out. While we walked, I checked what we had. I had my drill attached to my arm and was able to find the spear-gun before we had moved out. I had a full load of regular spears as well as trap spears, but I only had 5 rocket spears left. The drill would run on pretty much anything that combusted decently. Like alcohol if it was a high enough proof. Eleanor had her syringe-weapon strapped to her arm, so that was a comfort. We were armed at least, so there would be no trouble in an emergency. As we rounded a bend in the road, there was also a break in the trees to our left. There was the ocean, blue clear water as far as you could see. It was impossible to go to the water because of the high cliffs that made getting down impossible. "Isn't it beautiful Father?" Eleanor sighed, "I always wanted to see the surface, and now I'm here. It's like I imagined." She kept going as she talked, but I knew that it was only for me. The town seemed farther than we had both expected and the day was warm and sunny. Neither of us complained. All of my body ached, despite the tonics that alleviated the pain. Parts that I didn't even know could ache ached. Just as we got within sight of the town, I felt my legs give out, and the ground rushed up to meet my helmet. My heartbeat began to slow as I heard Eleanor screaming. Was it at me, or for help? I couldn't tell, nothing sounded clear anymore. All I regretted was that the time we spent together wasn't more fruitful. Black oblivion surged up around me and my eyes began to dim.