[Griff]

I float in the weeds, staring up at the waters surface. I'm in Mr. D's pond. Everything is cool and quiet. Muffled voices reach out to me. I hear, but do not listen. There is light, but no color. With little else to focus on, the voices become more clear. Vark is here and other voices come and go. The Professor is reading aloud, "...Do you think, then, that any harm can have happened to him?" asked Aramis. "Athos is so cool, so brave, and handles his sword so skillfully... " His voice trembles with emotion, sharpening my focus, I lock easily on his words and drift upon them.