Lena did indeed start coughing and then the water hit her and she started suffocating again. It was the worst thing she had ever experienced. Her lungs burned for air and when the water stopped she gasped for breath again, sobbing into the cloth over her mouth.
"I don't know anyone! Please! I only know Goth and he doesn't do magic!" It was true. She didn't really know very many immortals. "And my friend Joey knows Saint Patrick but I don't know him! Please stop!"