Walter was still contemplating the hat he found when Peter said, "Did you hear that?"
"Not now, Peter! I'm trying to think! Think. Think. Think," Walter said as he was turning the hat over and over in his hands.
"It was faint, but it sounded like a bell ringing," Peter turned around to look out over the river. He felt a light breeze graze over the back of his neck. It made him shiver. Just as quickly as the breeze came, a strange calm overtook the area. There was no noise whatsoever; even the rush of river water was silent. It was enough to make Walter finally stop his reverie about the hat and take notice of his surroundings.
"Oh. I knew this was bad. It's happening again, Peter." Walter looked as if he was about to cry.
They both stood there silent, looking at the river, wondering what was happening. It was as if time stood still. The quiet was deafening until...
All of the noise of nature snapped back into place like a rubber band. The river's rushing water could once again be heard, and there in the middle of river appeared a bobbing head with blonde hair fighting against the sweeping torrents, coming up for air but then being quickly sucked backed down into the cyclone of water.
Peter's eyes widened in shock. "OLIVIA!"
Peter instantly shrugged out of his leather jacket and made a mad running dash into the river after her. Walter stood at the water's edge watching in horror as Olivia was pulled underneath again and Peter dove down into the violent flow of waves searching to grab a hold of her.
"Come on Peter...come on Peter," Walter muttered. He lost sight of them. They were both under now. "Where are you? Come back up!"
After what seemed like minutes, Peter finally emerged, inhaling deeply as he surfaced. Olivia was limp in his arms, and he struggled to keep her afloat while trying to swim towards the bank, fighting against the current.
"Swim Peter! Swim son!" Walter grabbed the life jacket that Peter had brought with them and he threw it at Peter.
Peter stretched his arm out to grab the life jacket, but he missed and was pulled back down again into the current. He held on to Olivia tightly and was able to kick his way back up to the surface once more. When he reached for the life jacket the second time, he was able to make contact with it. He quickly pulled it over Olivia's head and tucked it around her neck so that she was more buoyant. Peter took note of her matted hair plastered to her bloody face. Her eyes were closed and he could not tell if she was breathing. This scared him all the more and made Peter urgently kick and swim even harder. He finally kicked their way free from the under toe. When he reached the shallow water of the riverbank, he stood up with Olivia in his arms and ran the rest of the way in towards Walter.
Gently laying her down, he yelled at Walter "Go get help! Tell them we found her!"
Walter stood there staring at the lifeless Olivia.
"WALTER! GO GET HELP!" Peter shouted, startling Walter into action.
"Yes...Yes! Help! I'll go get help." Walter ran off.
Peter swiftly turned his attention back to Olivia. He put two fingers nervously to her neck, seeking a pulse. "Come on Olivia." He sighed in relief when he felt the faint beating rhythm beneath his fingertips and saw the rise in her chest and knew she was breathing. He touched her face, her arms, her hands. She was freezing cold. He grabbed his leather jacket and tucked it over her body like a blanket. He was reminded of Walter's rant about hypothermia and exposure. He himself was soaked to the bone and shivering, but she had endured the cold much longer than he had. Brushing her hair out of her face, he noticed the bloody gash on her forehead. He winced.
"'Livia, can you hear me?"