Georgie.
Georgie didn't think, didn't even give herself time to. When Sophie disappeared through the ice, she instinctively sprang up from her knees and ran towards the gaping hole in the ice. She baseball slide to the edge and threw her hands into the icy water, feeling for the girls arms. To her horror, she could feel the current was strong, and for a horrible moment, she was certain that Sophie had been swept away. Then, her hand brushed against material and she grabbed onto it. Dragging it to the surface, she saw with body numbing relief, that it was a very bedraggled, coughing, spluttering Sophie. She pulled her to the ice and turned to Daryl and T-Dog, who were skidding over the ice towards her.
"I've got her!" She heard Carol scream in relief. "She conscious, she's ok, I got her! It's going to be ok."
But, in her eagerness to get to Sophie, she had forgotten how weak the ice was. It could barely hold her weight, and the added weight of Sophie was too much for it. The ice crumbled, and Georgie fell head first into the water, Sophie close behind.
The cold was the first thing to hit her, like knives stabbing her all over her body. It seemed to penetrate through her skin, freezing her insides, her lungs, heart, everything. Disorientated, she tried to move her body up towards the hole, but in horror, she realised that the current was sweeping her away from the hole and air. She desperately kicked towards it, feeling the cold sap her strength at every stroke. She broke the surface, gasping for breath, and heard someone yelling. She turned her body and saw T-Dog and Daryl reaching to her. She reached her hand out to them, and for a moment, she felt T-Dogs finger tips brush hers. But lack of real food had left her weak to begin it, and the cold was taking over her senses. Her legs seemed to stop working and the current dragged her under again.
This time, she didn't fight against the current. Even as the cold dulled her senses, she had one last thought. The ice didn't cover the lake where the river flowed outwards. If she could just make it there, she might stand a chance. She tried to move fast, to make her air last. Her lungs were straining, her head was swirling, but she kept kicking.
But the break was too far, and she hadn't taken a big enough gulp of air. She couldn't hold it much longer and she gasped for air. Water flooded her lungs, ice cold water, and the world went black.