51.

Ethan woke up groggily, his head pounding slightly. His first instinct was to groan, but the cold, damp sensation beneath him forced his eyes open. He blinked a few times, adjusting to the dim light in the room. Water was trickling in from somewhere, pooling on the floor, and the sound of dripping echoed around the otherwise quiet space.

"What the—" Ethan muttered, rubbing his temple. He tried to sit up, feeling an odd sense of vertigo as he realized the floor was slightly slanted, and the water was steadily rising. He glanced around, spotting two figures lying nearby—one of them was his elder brother, Leclair. The other, a stranger he recognized from television, though the name didn't come to him immediately.

"Leclair!" Ethan crawled over, shaking his brother's shoulder forcefully. "Wake up, big bro!"

Leclair stirred, his eyelids fluttering open. He blinked at Ethan in confusion before registering the water. "Ethan? What...what's going on?"