FFM 25: Give 'Em Hell Later

“Good news is we're all alive,” Garrett's voice crackled over the walkie-talkie. “Bad news is we've been separated, the island is sinking, and we can't leave right yet.”

Mia sighed. “What do you mean, we can't leave? Julie should be able to copter us out.”

“I wish. There's something preventing us from leaving the perimeter. Don't worry, I found a map. I'm sending it to your radar right now.” Mia pulled her equipment out of the sand. A detailed map appeared on her screen. “We've got to find pieces of four different treasures, get them blessed or something at a temple, and then can we leave. Did I mention that the island is being flooded?”

“Yeah, you did.”

“Okay, good,” Garrett said.

“No, it's not good!” Mia screeched into the walkie-talkie. “This is impossible! We're all going to drown before we get the treasures in time!”

“Well, you won't drown at least,” Garrett said. “You're the diver, you'll be able to dive between the parts of the island that are flooded. Sasha's an engineer, so he has equipment to shore up sections twice as fast. And I'm the excellent expedition leader, of course.”

Mia rolled her eyes. “Sasha is annoying,” she said. “He thinks he's better than the rest of us.” There was a sudden rumble underneath her feet and water rushed up to past her waist.

“Sounds like you're flooding already,” Garrett said. “Hurry up, Julie and Sasha have already found treasure pieces. It's time to leave your grudges behind.”

Mia left Garrett with the last word and finished collecting her equipment.

She'd just have to give Sasha hell some other time.