The cold water was taking it's toll and Owl began to worry that the man had been down too long. "Pull him up! He's drowning! It's super cold down there!" with a gasp he grabbed the rope and pulled, hoping to get the man up before he took a breath. Without magic to heal and the likelihood of hypothermia, the man would be doomed.<br/><br/>The bats took to divebombing the party, screeching and scratching at whoever took a swing at them. By some odd stroke of luck, Asher flailed around and hit the switch as Owl pulled at the rope. Suddenly there was a rumbling sound and dust and dirt came from the ceiling. The bats flew away and Owl hauled Asher up out of the water. He laid him on the ground face down and leaned on his back to force the water out.<br/><br/>"Asher!! Breathe man!!" he cried as he pulled on the man's arms to force him to take a breath.<br/><br/>Meanwhile the door began to slowly sink into the floor. The smell of rotting eggs filled the cavern and a faint red glow came from the corridor beyond. An opening about ten feet wide and four feet tall became evident. But, the top of the door was still ten feet above the floor. As they all gazed at the opening, a dull rumble continued. Though the door had stopped moving.