A split second later, a high-pressure jet of water burst from the ceiling vents.
Valeria looked up, her heart leaping into her throat. "What is happening?!"
She slammed her hand onto the emergency button. Dead silence. No dial tone. No answer.
She threw her weight against the doors, clawing at the seams. Completely locked.
The water kept pouring. It covered the floor in seconds. Then her ankles. Then her knees.