Matt senses the rush of water immediately, as the river surges past its banks and sends a cold, rippling wave of debris toward the church just as he's trying to help keep it from collapsing under the onslaught of rain and wind. But as strong and fast as he is, the surge is faster, and its chaos is hard to predict. He braces against the current, leaps over a branch hurtling toward him, but is caught by a mess of logs and rope - the remnants of one of Beacon's bridges, now demolished by the flood. It bowls him over and tangles him in its grasp, and drags him down into its churning darkness.

But he manages to fight for air - and succeeds, only to be slammed forcefully into the foundation of one of Beacon's old ruined buildings, never fully rebuilt by the current residents. The waters diverge and leave him here, wrapped in rope on the stone floor with a concussion that will be hard to shake for a while.