"Swim you bastard swim you baststard swim you bastard....Swim!
Nailer sank like a stone through warm reeking liquid. It was like trying to swim through thick air the warmth gave instead of water. No matter how hard he fought, the warmth gave way under him, sucking him deeper.
'Why can't I swim?'
He was a good swimmer. Had never wirried about drowning in the ocean, even in eave surf. but now he keept sinking. His hand tangled in something solid--the copper wire. He grabbed for it, hoping it was still connected to the ducts above.
it slithered through his fingers, slick and slimy.
Oil!"
In context this is when Nailer falls into a pit full of oil. If you remember from previous poss oil is as valuable as it is rare. And Nailer just fell into a fortuine. The only issue is he is sinking in it and could die. While valuable it isn't worth a thing if he can't get out of the vat of oil...
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