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- I whipped my body back and forth as hard as I could. We were going fast. But I wanted to go faster. Otherwise I was just a projectile, unable to keep my head forward and tail back.
- Suddenly, we were horizontal. But the speed didn't lessen. We were rocketing! Tearing along the pipe, blind, aware of nothing . . .
- No, not quite nothing. There was sound. Rushing water boiling around every slight imperfection in the pipe. And ahead . . . ahead a different sound. Louder. Water -
- <PIPE!> I yelled.
- We had a millisecond to react. We were at the pipe. The current yanked at my body and pulled it to the right. I fought it with all the sinewy strength of the eel's body.
- Then, we were past the water main.
- <That was the first one,> Jake said. <Everyone stay sharp. A lot more coming up.>
- We always heard them, but always almost too late. It was harrowing. A wrong turn and there would be no telling where we'd come out.
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