Sinjin Drowning Novels & Stories

"Just focus on the dive." Callum's expression hardened. The mask of the arrogant prick slid back into place instantly. "Fine. Be a martyr. See if I care." The dive was a nightmare. We were tasked with scouting a submerged ventilation shaft in the lower levels to see if it could be used as an escape route. The water was a thick, opaque green, filled with floating debris and the lingering scent of chemicals. Usually, our synchronicity was our greatest strength. We moved as one, a single entity cutting through the water. But today, the rhythm was broken.

"Classic little brother." "I never almost killed someone with a die!" Jinx protested though he wasn't entirely sure that was true. Does a kit tumbling into a pond and almost drowning during one of his games count? He hoped not. Staring up at the die, Jinx pushed himself up. "So, uh, how exactly are we supposed to roll THAT?"