Zone D -- The Foam

[Enel]

Just as we reach the beach, the tablet beeps. For now, my ambitions, and my fans, will have to wait.

Oh, great. New drops, and they’re due to drop very near us. That’s fantastic news. I look at the map.

Oh … great.

I turn to Batman. “Let’s take the eastern drop.”

Batman jabs at the tablet. “Hmm ... I think we should go for the other, closer one. It’s a wildcard. Might be useful. Might make all the difference. We’re still a long way off winning.”

I grit my teeth. I don’t want to say it. But he clearly sees it on my face, because he asks: “What? You don’t wanna get wet?”

I dip my toes in the water at the edge of the sand and feel a chill. God damn it. I don’t want to reveal my weakness to Batman. I don’t want him to have something he can use against me. He seems to read my mind.

“Listen, Enel. We need to work as a team. If there’s something you’re not telling me, I should know.”

I grimace. Then I come in close to Batman, and whisper in his ear. “I can’t swim.”

Batman looks to the water, then back to me. “The water’s not that deep. You could probably wade.”

I shake my head, looking around for cameras before continuing. “It’s not just that I can’t swim. If the water is knee deep or higher, I lose my strength. My powers cease to function. It’s … my Achilles’ heel.”

I look out at the water. Damn it, though, he’s right. I want that item. It could make all the difference.

Batman nods. “I could get the item, while you wait at shore? Or go for the other one?”

“And get ambushed?! Like hell! I’m coming with you to the item drop, Batman. You can’t stop me. We’ll just have to … make a raft.”

He tilts his head. “Better yet.”

There’s a lot of driftwood laying around, and I see Batman’s point. Somewhere around here there’s probably a piece big enough for me to float on. There are buildings, too – it looks like this place might have been a tourist facility at one point. We stroll up the beach, eyes open for anything we can use.

Batnel moving from D6 to D5.