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"The water, it's salt water… it's from the ocean." He said staring down at the water that was submerging them as it rose.

"What does that mean?" she asked softly.

"It means if we don't find a way out of this room, we're going to drown…"

Karen fell silent. The water seemed to be entering the room at a faster pace every second. They were standing on the bed to keep themselves as dry as possible, but even with the leverage they had from the bed, they were still knee deep in the water that they feared would rob them of their lives.

Neither of them had spoken since the realization of what was happening, and they were quickly running out of time to think of an escape. Will finally broke the fearful silence between them.

"Hold on, stay here." He said as he took a deep breath planning to go under water.

"Wait!" Karen grabbed his shoulder stopping him. "What are you doing?"

"The water is coming in from somewhere, right? So that means there must be an opening somewhere that hopefully leads outside or to another room that isn't completely filled with water. Even though we might not be much better off if we end up somewhere else, but we at least have to try, so I'm going to swim down to the floor and see if there's an opening that we can escape through."

"Be careful…" she said hesitantly. With that he plunged under the water in hopes of finding their salvation.

Karen waited eagerly for Will to come back up. She hoped that he would come up and say that there was an escape, and that they were going to be perfectly fine, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. The cold salt water was creeping up her body, and she now found the water to be level with her ribcage. Will came up breathlessly and swam over to where Karen stood on the bed. The water level was almost a foot over his head when he wasn't atop the bed where Karen was located. When he reached her she looked at him wide eyed, her expression one of both hope and fear.

"There is a way that I think we can get out." Karen let out a sigh of relief. "It's going to lead to the next room over, but there's one problem. A big problem." He said hesitantly.

"What is it?" she asked.

"We have no way of knowing if that room is completely filled with water or not. If we swim down to the bottom, and then through the opening just for there to be only water in that room we won't have enough breath to make it back. So, if that's the case then we would drown then too."

"So, wh… what do we do then?" she said fighting the tears that were threatening to escape.

"I'm going to swim down and through the opening. If I come back then it means there was air, and then I'll bring you." he paused lifting his hands up to cup her face. "And, if I don't come back, then… then it means that… well, you know. If that happens, you need to find another way out of here, okay?"

She nodded slowly then threw her arms around his neck kissing him deeply.

When they parted Will's eyes were filled with tears, and Karen had now let her tears flow freely down her face. Her mask of stone and ice was replaced by one of fear.

"What was…" before he could finish Karen cut him off.

"In case you don't come back… I want you to know that I've never hated you. In fact, you're the person that I've always trusted more than anyone else. I know we call each other names and argue a lot, but I want you to know that I never meant any of it. You're one of my best friends and you always will be no matter what happens to us." she said as she cried.

He kissed her once more, and she knew he felt the same way towards her. Without saying anything he took a deep breath and dove beneath the water.

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Jack and Grace still sat in the lobby of the building that they grew to despise. Jack had noticed that Grace had fallen asleep, and he began thinking about Will and Karen, and everything that they could be going through… that is if they were even still alive, he had no idea. He got up out of the uncomfortable chair and carried himself wearily to the bathroom.

In the bathroom Jack stared at himself in the mirror and then splashed his face with cold water. He walked over to the door of the single stall bathroom and made sure that it was locked. Then he leaned his back against the door, letting himself fall all the way down to the cold tile floor. It was then that he cried. He couldn't hold it back any longer, so he cried for his friends, for their memories, and worst of all for himself. And for the first time in a very long time he bowed his head to pray.

"Oh please God… let them be okay, especially Karen. I can't live without her. Even though I can't be there for her, please… just please watch over her for me. She needs someone there for her, someone to protect her when I can't. So, if you do one thing for me… the one thing that you owe every human being, please let it be this. I need her to be alright. She's my best friend. She's all I have."

So he sat against the bathroom door, crying… crying until he felt that he couldn't anymore.

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Karen stood on the bed waiting for Will to comeback and assure her that he was still alive. The water level was now at the top of her shoulder, and she was beginning to lose hope that they would ever make it out of this mess alive. She had been counting since Will had gone under to find their escape to see how long was too long, and at this point she was at 240 seconds… four minutes. She knew that four minutes was much too long for any normal person to hold their breath, and she came to the conclusion that it was over. She put her face in her hands and she sobbed uncontrollably, she had no reason to be strong anymore, because she knew that she was as good as dead, and so was Will.

Just as she was ready to surrender herself to the water that she was sure was going to kill her Will burst from the surface of the water and Karen screamed. She swam over to him as fast as she could and latched onto him.

"Oh… oh my God… I thought you were dead!" She screamed thankful that she was wrong.

"Easy Cruella, I'm not going anywhere and neither are you."

"So you mean there was air in the other room?" she said happily.

"Better… that's why I took so long. I found a way out completely…"

"Out of the house?"

"Yeah… Karen, I think we're going to be okay here." He smiled at her.

"Okay, are you ready to get out of here?"

"Oh Wilma, I thought you'd never ask."

"Okay on the count of three we're going to take a deep breath, and then just follow me. Take my hand." He explained, he took her hand in his and then began to count. "One… two… three…" they took a deep breath and plunged into the water.

When they made it to the next room they paused catching their breath. "You okay?" he asked her.

"Yeah… now let's get the hell out of here."

"Okay, but when we get outside we're going to be in the ocean. Don't let go of my hand. Then we have to swim to shore, and hopefully we'll be okay."

"Okay."

"Okay, on the count of three. One… two… three." They took a deep breath and made their way out of their own personal hell.

Author's Note: I am soooo sorry that this took sooo insanely long. But last week as you all know I was in Aruba, and this week my mom surprised me and told me that we were getting a new puppy and that her and I were going to go pick it up and come back home to surprise the rest of my family. Well, then what she told me was that the puppy was in North Carolina… and since I live in New Hampshire, that's about a 12 hour drive. So, m mom and I had ourselves a 4 day road trip that was completely unexpected for me, and I had very little access to the internet. So, I do apologize once again for the insanely long wait… I hope it was at least somewhat worth it. I know this seems like it could be the end, but don't worry, it's definitely not. Review loves!

Oh and it's a Chihuahua named Hector Pam