Finding the lake in the middle of such an unfortunate situation had been a miracle, for the rest of the team that survived the plane crash. The grief, shock, and terrible dread that they felt — now being washed away by the coldness of the dark depths of the lake's waters. You find yourself stripping off your shirt and shorts in order to take a dip and clean yourself from the filth that you got during the trip to finding the lake, practically running forth towards the large body of water in excitement.

However, you stop momentarily, seeing that one of the team's members had strayed further away from the group, still dressed in her clothes prior from the crash. "Laura Lee!" You call out, taking her by the hand as you trudge forward to the direction of the lake.

"Wait— wait!" She interrupts you, frightened eyes widening as her hands try to pry off yours from her own. "I can't— I can't swim."