Day 92: 01 Nov 2010
Underwater. It's cold, or you would find it cold. We are perfectly comfortable. The water fills our lungs. It's comforting, like a cool, tall drink after a long day out in the sun.
Much as we'd like to sink here and not move, we can't. We have a mission. Find Travis. But that's where it gets tricky.
When we went into the water, I knew why I had to find them. To stop them. Now that we're here, I'm not sure. We might want to stop them, or we might be here to help them succeed in their plans. I guess we won't know until we find them.
Incidentally, better get on that. Time's a wastin'.