Two Rivers Isle the midnight organ fight

In that split second (more like nanosecond) before the frigid water closed over her head, as the scream ripped raggedly from her throat, Bat saw that Tegan was safe on the bank. Her eyes then blurred as she plunged downward, a second cry of her best friend's name bursting from her in a series of bubbles that joined the churn on the surface.

She was a good swimmer, a natural with plenty of practice to boot. But when Bat kicked upward, she bumped into a wall of solid ice. She began to kick more in her panic, scrabbling along beneath the opaque, impenetrable barrier. Bat sensed light and assumed it was the hole where she'd broken through. She thrust her legs and arrived there only to discover it must be an area of the ice where there was no snow obscuring it; pale sunlight broke through but the ice was just as impenetrable.

Although the ice was thick—she tried to bang against it, all the while screaming mutely—the current beneath it was still wild as ever. Without even being aware of it, Bat was swept downstream quickly. By the time the last breath left her lungs in a final burst of bubbles, she was half a mile beyond Tegan's reach. But she saw him, all the same, as darkness took over her vision: Tegan's face, panic-stricken, but safe.