Dim florescent light started to fill the room. The light came from small bulbs in each of the four corners, where the walls met the ceiling. 

This dim light revealed two important factors. The ceiling was low, easily touchable without stretching, and the floor was wet. The wetness seemed to be moving, as Ricardo noticed that in the bottom corners of the room water was leaking inside. At the rate the water was entering, the room would be full to the ceiling in about 30 minutes.

Ricardo was already starting to freak out. He'd always had a fear of drowning, and was a horrible swimmer. But even if he could swim, the water would eventually leave no room. The man said he couldn't die. So what would happen when the water filled his lungs? Would he pass out and wake up later,or just stay on the edge of consciousness with a pounding suffocating headache?

As the minutes passed, he tried to contain his horror, assuring himself that this would all be over eventually. It would be worth it. Just as he started to feel some semblance of confidence returning, something brushed against his leg. 

It hadn't even occurred to him that there could be something under the water. But when another creature slid along his forearm, there was no longer any doubt. There was at least one snake swimming around in the water with him. There could easily be more. 

Soon his heart was fluttering at an inconceivable pace. The water was up to his shoulders, and multiple times, snakes had surfaced close to his face, while others crawled around on his body. 

Ricardo's former resolve had been shattered. There was no way this could be worth it. Silent tears fell down his face as he tried his best not to sob like a schoolchild.