The Godslingers 3: Chapter 9

Josh's P.O.V

I was pounding desperately on the root walls. They wouldn't budge. I glowed to signal my friends to let them know I am in here.

I could feel William is coming here, and he is looking for me. I wanted to scream, but that would just waste my air in my lungs. No, I had to contain the air in my lungs as long as possible. I cannot risk any bubbles escaping from my body.

I begin to calm down and wait for help. I signalled to my friends, and no one is coming. It appears that my friend is in the middle of a battle or something. I can't really tell what's going on outside.

Just then, there's a sudden temperature drop. I could feel the place freezing and the root ball sinking farther towards the earth.

I prayed to any god who would relieve me from this dreadful water prison.

It's been 4 minutes, and no help came. My body began to beg for air. I pounded on the sides of the root ball and pleaded anyone that's outside to let me go.

There's no help came. My lungs are now burning for air. I pounded the walls of the root ball harder and harder.