"I found someone!" Jake called. It wasn't John. It wasn't anybody I knew but she was holding on to life by a thread.
"Get her dry!" I yelled from my position in the river, "Emily!" She should have stayed up there. She knew she couldn't swim!
"Where's Emily?" I screamed. Chase began a frantic search. Knowing him, Emily would be found and fine within seconds.
Then somebody surfaced John. He was nearly dead, if not already. "Get him out." When everybody was found and dried off, John was still unresponsive.
"Who are you?" I asked the girl. She refused to speak. "If that's the way you're going to be, you aren't coming with us."
I left her sitting by the side of the river. Some thank you.
