I jumped down...I had to save Erik!He was going to drown,the cold,harsh water spiked up my spine.I swam down the murky,dark water,I saw Erik, he was trying so hard to bring down Shaw's submarine...It wasn't working.I could not connect with Erik...he was sliping into a dark unconsious state.I held my spare breath in my mouth.I had to get to Erik!
I grabbed his sholder and pulled him up agianst me.His body had become so cold.I had to act fast I pressed my lips against his and realsed my breath into his lungs.That's when I realised it..what a fool I had been..I had no air way down here.I was going...

One evening, Charles and Erik walked around the mansion, with Charles keeping up a running commentary as they explored parts of the mansion that hadn’t seen the light of día in years. Coming across the old ballroom, Charles grinned and pushed open the doors. Erik followed reluctantly, but slightly curious. Charles turned on some soft lights that lit up the vast, beautiful room. He found the gramophone with an exclamation of delight and immediately pulled out the collection of records that was stored in a hidden shelf. Erik lounged against the wall, looking surly but actually fighting down...

Charles glugged the delightful liquor down! It was so refreshing just what a genius needs. Charles felt a little guilt; the drink was just sitting there ready to be drunk on the cocina sink. As he placed the small bottle down after the last few drops circled his lips he let out a tremendous yawn.
Wow was he tired... It wasn't even that late... Maybe he was ill? Carefully he dragged himself up the golden oak stairway and across to his bedroom. He swore he could just fall asleep on the spot and that would be that!
He placed his hand on the door handle a large hand placed itself on his forehead...