Into the Depths: Investigating the Shimmering Shore Tunnels (Group 4)

It was working! Corbie felt a surge of triumph through the white pain in her face as the worm slowed beneath her. The worm was dying, they were winning!

But suddenly Corbie was flying through the air, twisting and flailing in an instinctive attempt to catch herself, only to slam hard into the wall. Everything went white with pain, her breath catching in her chest, sounds distant. In the seconds as the world returned to her, she found herself dangling from one paw, twisting, scrabbling in the agony - and her enemy flung itself at her.

She was falling away, distantly relieved that she'd somehow slipped free before she could be crushed, shock making what should have been agony instead distant and vague before she hit the ground and crumpled. Darkness crowded her vision. She heard Ayer cry out from somewhere far away. Corbie tried to answer her, but her jaw didn't work right, and she could only gape her mouth and pant. Suddenly, some liquid poured into her mouth. Blood? No, from a bottle? Strangely, someone seemed to be pressing parts of the worm onto her. Agony and panic flooded her suddenly at the pressure. She thrashed weakly. They were trying to turn her into the worm? No! No! She wouldn't be the worm. She -

She went limp, and everything went dark.

Dead?





No.

Somehow.

Probably not.