“Oh no!” Jasmine cried out.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. No one was supposed to get into the dark river. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. No one who falls into the dark river ever survives to tell the story. They aren’t supposed to be here in the first place.
Jasmine ran towards the river bank. She’s out of ideas. She immediately went to her knees and stretched her hand to Max. “Grab my hand, I will pull you out!” she yelled.
Max met Jasmine in a similar situation when Jasmine was stuck in a muddy swamp surrounded by alligators. He offered his hand and later pulled a tree branch to help her escape the alligators closing in on her.
However, this is quite different. Her hands can’t reach Max to pull him out. Even if it does reach, something is strongly holding Max’s legs from undern
