Neil
I'm swim up a bit above them so I can see what's going on.
What's up with Sam?
He's waving his arms like a madman.
Shit, where's his regulator? No wonder he's going nuts, he's
not breathing.
His regulator is dangling behind him.
I gotta give him my alternate air source. I take the bright yellow
regulator out of its strap and hold it out to him.
Calm down, Sammy boy, calm down.
Hey!Stop flailing your arms at me.
Chill out.
Shit!
