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Perfect Body to the Grave
Warnings: captivity, buried alive, suffocation, cpr, unclear character status
Team Leader stumbled in the mud as they frantically searched for the stone that Whumper said would mark where they buried Teammate One just over an hour ago. The rain came down cold and hard on their back as they tried to look for the stone.
"They were alive when I put them there, Team Leader. Would be a shame if you got there and they weren't," Whumper had said as Teammate Two dragged them to a cell.
Team Leader had wasted no time hurrying to where they hoped to find Teammate One. They hadn't accounted for the storm creating so much mud it would be hard to see a stone. They sunk to their knees as they realized that they wouldn't find the stone in all this mud. Their knee collided with something hard and flat and it had their teeth zinging.
The stone.
"Over here!" They called to Teammate Two and Teammate Three as they started to clear the mud. It would take the whole team to clear all the mud from the top of the casket.
"Hurry, they can't have much air left," Teammate Two said as they started to shovel with a frenzy.
"We'll make it," Teammate Three muttered. "We have to make it."
Team Leader agreed. They had to make it. They couldn't not make it. Teammate One was counting on them. The three team members were sweating by the time they had cleared the mud enough that the top of the casket was cleared.
"We're here, Teammate One, we're here," Team Leader muttered as they swung open the lid of the casket.
"No!" Teammate Two's cry came from somewhere on Team Leader's right.
Teammate One lay on their back, eyes closed, their mouth slightly agape. Their face was pale and their lips tinged blue. "Not like this, Teammate One, not like this," Team Leader muttered as they leaned over and to listen to see if Teammate One took a breath.
"They're not breathing!" Teammate Three whispered as Team Leader moved once more.
"Not like this," Team Leader muttered as they pressed their fingers to the pulse in Teammate One's neck. But no beat came.
Without missing a beat, Team Leader began chest compressions. "Come on, Teammate One, come on. Come back to us. Take a breath. Open your eyes. We're here. We've got you."
Teammate Two leaned down and gave two quick rescue breaths. "Please, Teammate One," they begged, "come back to us."
Teammate Three took Teammate One's cold hand in theirs, fingers going to the stilled pulse in Teammate One's wrist. They didn't say anything as tears streamed down their face.
Team Leader couldn't stop. Couldn't bear to think that this was it. That the team had failed Teammate One. That Whumper had won. That Teammate One was....but they couldn't think it. They continued to pump Teammate One's chest with everything they had. "Breathe, Teammate One. Come on. Breathe!"
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