"A...trap?" she repeated, thinking it a joke until she heard the blade swinging toward them and felt herself smushed against the wall. Numb, she followed him along as the blades swung with inches of them every time. Once they'd gotten through, she just stood there trembling, her nerves on end as she stared at him. She wanted to blame him and thank him all at once, but the sounds of rushing water startled her and she turned to watch it just in time to be swept away.
Once her world stopped spinning she pushed herself up and she coughed up the stinging water. "You okay?" she asked, watching him with a grimace. Turning, she stared at the path ahead with red eyes and pointed at the faint glow of light just beyond. "Look! What's that?" she wondered, reaching up to grab hold of any little crack in the wall she could to help right herself. As she pulled herself up, though, she grabbed onto a rock that, to her horror, sunk down with her hand. "Shit!" she muttered, scrambling back away from it like it had burned her hand.
She was tense, waiting for whatever would happen next, but all she heard was a winding noise above them, and then she was falling. As the grate dropped and swung out from under them, Awiergan desperately tried to grab for anything as she fell, but there was nothing. She cried out as what light above her grew smaller and smaller. Her scream turned to terror, though, as it started to feel like she would never reach the bottom and the thought of forever falling, like in some terrible nightmare, grabbed hold of her. Then, she fell silent as she crashed into a stale pool of seawater.