Water began to fill the tank.
My efforts to break the chains, which had been steady and methodical, became rushed and desperate.
The water rose to my feet.
I began to focus on the one holding my right arm in place, since it would be the most useful if I freed it.
The water rose to my knees.
Somehow, a rivet gave out and my hand was free!
The water rose to my waist.
I forced my other hand through the loop, breaking it in the process.
The water rose to my chest.
I tried to escape.
The water blublublub....
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