[ WP ] '' Something is wrong . We have been moving back for hours , and somehow , we 've only gone deeper ! ''

*We do this all the time, he said* 
 
 My thought was reinforced with a scowl, but hidden behind my breathing apparatus. He played it down in his cool tone of voice, convincing us that he knew the way out. But even he doubted himself now. 
 
 This was meant to be fun. My partner and I paid this guy to show us a known underwater cave. Now, it was certainly beautiful. It took us about 15 minutes to get there. That was hours ago. Panic has well set in. 
 
 `` Ok'', the guide said, `` I'm going to try this one again and turn left'', he disappeared. We were currently huddled together in a pitch dark air pocket in some tunnel. That's all we knew. `` How many do we have left?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Em, we got... three, just three'', she looked up with sadness in her eyes. `` Well that's... an hour and a half of glow stick left. Let's hold out as long as we can.'' We did n't have much left. We dumped the air tanks a long time ago as dead weights. We had a pair of fin shoes, three glow sticks and our dry suits keeping us warm. 
 
 The pitch dark lifted slightly as a dull green glow approached. The guide broke the sound of our unsettled breathing and emerged from the water sucking in air. `` I went as far as I could manage, nothing down that way.''. It was all so disheartening. `` I did see another tunnel off to the right just after I went left, so I'll try that. Just get my breath back'' 
 
 We remained in silence floating. `` What if we ca n't find the way out? ``, I asked. 
 
 `` Do n't be silly'', the guide said. I started to think he was an idiot rather than attempting to manage our situation. `` As we speak, the company know's that we have n't returned and will be looking around the tunnels to find us.'' 
 
 With that he winked and dove under the water. His green light slowly vanished, leaving us in the dark again, listening to ourselves breath with small slaps of water against the tunnel roof surrounding our heads. 
 
 `` Where is he? ``, my better half asked. I did n't want to ask the question myself. He was gone now for a good while, too long. 
 
 `` I, I do n't know'', We should try and move around ourselves. At least find a fresh air pocket. ``, my suggestion of course made her breath heavier in terror. I was n't so calm myself, but we both knew we had to do it. 
 
 We cracked a glow stick. `` Should we go the way he went?'' 
 
 `` No... if he found a way out, he would have come returned'', I said with dismay. We went the opposite direction. No matter which way we went, the tunnel went down. Our watches would relay our depth and it never settled our nerves. We carried on anyway and found another air pocket. Smaller, but right now, it's more welcome than a search party. 
 
 `` What if we're going the wrong way? ``, I did n't reply. I squeezed her hand and pointed in the direction we were going. The water grew murkier and murkier. Did this mean something good? 
 
 Our last glow stick was a depressing one. It did n't really light the way much, we had to feel with our hands more than anything, and it also meant it was our last chance. Our hands gripped together like glue as we traversed the tunnel from air pocket to air pocket. 
 
 I felt a tug, it was her pulling us up to an air pocket. `` Did you feel that? ``, she asked with a huge smile, `` It was like a current in the water, we must be close to a way out''. I pretended to agree but I never felt anything. She looked at me with that big smile, `` We are definitely close, it feels colder too''. 
 
 A wild splash mixed with a short scream ringed in my ears as she was pulled under. Her hand torn away from mine. I scrambled around and dove under looking for her. The last shred of life in the glow stick was near useless. I shook it to death trying to get it to work one last moment for me. Holding it out in front of my face reflected, for just a moment, rows of teeth.
