As I was refreshing myself I felt a hard blow to my side, immediately startled and being pushed I would fumble further into the water  and roll on my back, seeing the strange fish-lady thing from before wielding a flute. In panic I would get out of the water, but I was too frightened to even stand up, instead I just crawled backwards as I kept my terrified eyes onto the stranger before I bumped my head into a large stone with rather hard force. Stopped in my tracks, after I recovered from the pain, I instinctively held my hands outwards to protect my face as I looked away. "Don't eat me I don't taste good!" I pleaded with a trembling and youthful voice. 

As I sat there, lowering my guard for a moment I saw the rest of the band of, strange strangers behind her. A sinking feeling of dread slowly filled my gut as I waited with now fearful silence, I was too scared to even look away, as if I did I feared they would snag me then. I had the resolve to at least wait and watch, fight or flight ready at hand for the right moment to escape..but where would I go? what if there were more monsters in these impossibly expansive hallways? The more I dwelled on the thought the further I felt the bitter and depressing taste of hopeless defeat.