POV: Maya

I watched the water swallow them and something inside me snapped. Not broke. Snapped into place.

"No," I said. The word came out quiet but absolute. "No, not like this."

I threw myself into the opening before anyone could stop me, sliding down into the flooded tunnel. The cold water hit me like a thousand knives. It was already chest deep and rising fast, the current strong and merciless.

Bodies floated in the darkness. Some are still moving. Some were not. I waded through the ...