When she first heard the faint babble of running water, it was comforting in an exciting sort of way. Water had to go somewhere, and if they could find the water, they could get Bray out. That was at least 30 minutes ago, and it since turned to feel more taunting. Out of sight and out of reach, yet so, so, so obviously near. Ivy refused to show her frustration, though.
However, she couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her mouth as a new sound joined the babble. It was softer but steadily drew nearer, as though whatever (or whoever) was causing it was being carried by the stream. With the stone walls, she couldn’t make out exactly what it was. Not wanting to miss whatever it was, she turned to Bray with a broad grin and handed him back his phone.
“I think I hear somethin’! The exit’s gotta be close. I just need to hop through a few walls t’ be sure. Chill be here a second. I’ll be riiight back.”
Without another word or second thought, she darted through the right wall, the the one after that, and the wall after that. Through each one the running water sounded louder, yet the mysterious noise somehow started to become even louder than that. Once through the fourth wall, both were crystal clear. The stream spanned before her going on and out of sight in each direction. The cause of the second sound was less than 15 feet from her, lazily drifting along as it he sung.
“Well ya, took my day and you flipped it around~
Calmed the tidal wave and put my feet on the ground~
Forever in my heart, always on my mind~
It's crazy how I think about you all of the time~”
A broad, almost painful looking grin split down the middle of Ivy’s face, curling around her left eye like a crescent moon. Bobbing up and down quickly for a moment, she suddenly darted closer toward the skelegator
