[ Matt has to strain his hearing in order to get the gist of what is being communicated. It doesn't help that the water is sloshing around him (and slowly and steadily filling the room even further), and the sound of his heart pounding is pulsating in his ears. It's almost deafening.
But he hears her.
With slippery fingers, he manages to turn the laminated sheet over and keep it flat against the glass, pressing a palm there. He can only hope that the right words are written on it, that they're legible, and that whatever his rescuer has to do is simple enough before this room fills up the last breath of oxygen in it.
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But he hears her.
With slippery fingers, he manages to turn the laminated sheet over and keep it flat against the glass, pressing a palm there. He can only hope that the right words are written on it, that they're legible, and that whatever his rescuer has to do is simple enough before this room fills up the last breath of oxygen in it.
There's still time, he reminds himself. ]
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