Like a nightmare, her nerves lit themselves ablaze. It left adrenaline coursing through her veins and her senses heightened. So she sat by herself, on a small rock outcropping, her back to the floodlights. Every splash of the water around her, dripping, or crunching sound left her whipping her head back and forth to investigate. The sounds of loud voices and clinking bottles behind her was muffled, drowned by the magnitude of silence that was the ancient entrance to Atlantis. 