Getting ready after all the preparations, Gerald hid his bag somewhere around inside the crevices of the rocks.
Trusting Sylvia and her magic, he went first to jump in that blowhole right when it was getting ready for another spurt of water.
His yells of excitement faded, and Theodora didn't hear any other voice that belonged to him. She watched the water rise again before it came falling.
With much courage, she inhaled as much air as she could store in her lungs before she followed Gerald.
Unlike Gerald, her scream was full of uncertainty and fear. She closed her eyes as the salty water made her itch. She felt a force sucking her inside it. And though it terrified her, she had no control over it.
She thrashed her limbs in an attempt to swim and get away from that force, but her attempts were as futile as her hope.
