Bullets riddled the water around Kathrine, and another one hit her left arm then another tore across her temple. She needed to go deeper. She remembered what Sarah said. She couldn't be killed by drowning. Kathrine forced herself to go lower even though her breath was running out. The water was very deep, and her lungs felt like they were going to burst but she finally found an old fishing net. She quickly lodged her foot in the net, exhaled all her breath, then waited.