Ovior waited impatiently in the cave. After Felix dived into the water, he noticed a few bubbles before things remained quiet. He knew Felix would resurface soon, but the silence was unnerving.
He couldn't tolerate the stillness. He strode from one corner of the cave to another.
Three minutes…
Five minutes…
Ten minutes…
'That's it. I'm going,' Ovior decided when no one showed up on the surface. As he took off his shoes, someone popped out.
Startled, he halted on his track only to see who came back. He spotted silver locks in the blue lake. Following the brunette and light brown hair.
As Veronica moved closer to the shore, Ovior came forward and pulled Dorothy to the dry area. He didn't even look anywhere else. Cupping her face with his shaky hands, he checked her vitality.