Secrets

Trapped

Rumple entered in the room carefully, looking around for potential threats.

It was so cold that every time someone breathed out smoke came out of their mouths.

As Emma studied the place, she spotted two bifurcations, leaving four corridors for them to choose. "So, what do we do next?" She asked, glancing at Rumple.

"I don't think separating is a good idea." Mary Margaret commented.

"Neither do I." David agreed.

"Actually, I work better alone." Rumple disagreed.

"You're not serious." Leroy said, quickly glancing at him.

"I'm afraid I am." The Dark One insisted.

Before anyone could say something else, there was a strong tremor and they had to work hard not to fall.

Robin quickly glanced at the celling. There were big groups of stalactites fixed on the many blocks of ice, almost falling. "Look out!" He yelled as the pointy things cracked.

Is was a big mess.

Rumple and Emma raised their hands and were able to stop it from hurting the people around them, but when Regina lifted her arms nothing happened. Robin saw the confusion in her eyes and ran to the mayor, wrapping his arms around her waist and pushing her out of the way just in time.

The rest of the group ran to different directions trying to hide themselves as the celling fell down, burring them with ice.

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Rumple looked around as stood up. He fixed his coat and narrowed eyes. A pained groan made him stop.

Hook was laid on the icicle floor and scrubbed his hand over his face while standing. The pirate looked up trying to find someone else but to his displeasure, he was alone with the Dark One.

They were separated from the others by big icicle rocks.

"Emma?" He yelled, his voice echoing in the tunnel ahead of him.

"She isn't here. It's just us. We'll have to continue and hope to find them before we leave." Rumple said, annoyed.

Hook glared at his old enemy. He just had to be the one stuck with the Dark One.

"Bloody hell." He muttered.

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Emma opened her eyes and tried to stand up. Immediately, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle.

At the sound of his daughter's groan, David turned around looking for her. "Emma?" He called.

"Over here." She murmured, still on the floor.

The sherif saw the stone on top of his daughter's foot and tried to move it.

"Here, let me help." He heard John murmuring.

Together, the Mery Men and David succeeded on moving the stone and Emma used her magic to heal it.

"Thanks." The blonde whispered as stood up.

"That's alright. What are we going to do now?" John asked.

"We have to keep going. There has to be another way out." David responded, knowing Mary Margaret was fine.

"When the celling fell, our group was divided. We must believe we'll find then in the end, right?" Emma agreed with a quick nod.