Sam
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"Jenn!" I swam back over to her. She was...drowning!? It wasn't possible!
No time for that. If she couldn't breathe down here then maybe she could breathe up there.
I grabbed her tightly below her arms and pulled upwards, towards the surface. It was dangerous but it was the only way to save her.
On land I quickly carried her body away from the fighting. She wasn't breathing but she was still alive.
What could I do? How was I supposed to start her breathing again? What about this 'air' stuff? Maybe...
I bent over and...
*Enter mouth-to-mouth scene*
She was breathing! She was actually breathing! Thank heaven it worked!
I carried her so that we could no longer hear the sounds of battle and sat down, resting her head against my chest like before. It was dark, but there was enough light to see.
I ran my hand over her gills, there had to be some explanation to why she drowned. Then I felt something, a small lump that shouldn't really be there. I fiddled and managed to force it out.
It was a small, round object, hard and shiny. There was nothing like it in the sea, those things must have put it in her.
Maybe that's why the fighting was so close to us. Had they used it to track her?
Jenn started moving, interrupting my train of thought.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" I asked.