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All of the cells in her body could feel the push and pull of the water, the scathing pain from the passing sharp twigs and rocks. She tightly gripped the rope that connected her to her peers and their van.

The water continued to rise, and the current grew stronger, more demanding. The colleagues could not pull her – a petite lady – out of the current just by tugging the rope. Blame it on the current. Sola had been dragged diagonally farther away from the van. 

The only consolation they all got was that at the very least, they didn't lose sight of her.

"Sola! Just hold on!! I called help!! The station will send help – a helicopter!!" The kind senior informed her, shouting with a booming voice.

"Okay!! Ahh!!" She managed to retort.