"Grab my hand!"
Susan latched onto Danny's hand and reached backwards. The mist was swirling around her ankles, slowly rising up her legs. She choked down the feeling of fear and held her hand out to the woman behind her, "Take my hand!" She took it and reached for the next person. Susan watched as slowly, for once, everyone of them that had fought on this stupid tour worked together to get through this. The mist swirled higher and Danny began to edge his way up.
"We're going to make it," He muttered obssessively, "We are going to make it."
Susan squeezed his hand and he turned to look at her.
"We will - we are, going to make it," Her voice was confident, so unlike how she'd been throughout the entire trip.
He offered a half smile, nodded, and continued up, slowly drawing the people to the top.
Hope that helped! That's what I saw when I looked at it! I decided to just write it out with random names because it was easier for me xD Good luck on whatever =D