The water closed over my head rapidly.
I reached towards the wall, but my fingers found nothing. The hand beneath my collar tightened, pulling me lower into the darkness as the faint light above disappeared.
My chest hurt.
There wasn't much air left to hold.
But…
I could feel the four markings.
Something was happening.
And a moment later, thin lines stretched from one to the next within my mind. They connected, then extended downwards, slowly revealing the space beneath the water. Almost as if it was forming a sort of cube.
For some reason, I gave up my resistance the moment I caught sight of it.
The hands dragged me down further.
But as they did, I could almost make out my surroundings within the darkness. I could make out the stairs descending beside the gallery, the original edge of the pool, and the deep basin beneath my feet.
All of it appeared together.
Not as a flat picture.
