You follow the mossy tunnel for a what feels like hours and you're starting to get very hungry. Turo pulls a couple of apples from his jacket pocket and shares one with Elma. Those of you who have rations can use a day's worth to keep up your strength. Those who don't can try to find another source of food (Roll a DR 12 check with the appropriate stat for your action). You also use up 1 torch each to keep lighting the way.

Barkeep Turo
"It's my own fault for letting those assholes use my tavern as their headquarters. I hope they're all dead! The bastards." He spits on the ground.
"What I took? Oh you know, the usual stuff. Some snacks, a butcher's knife. Things like that." He says, seeming a bit reluctant to tell you
everything he's got on him.
Anyone who has a good sense of time passing down in these caves can tell that you're now well past midnight. At least it's easy to follow the tunnel. There are some off shoots, but most of them are blocked by fallen rocks or too narrow to navigate which makes the route to take easy.
Until you get to an underground lake. A larger 'room', about 30 meters long and wide, opens up in front of you and you hear the sound of water dripping. Halfway into this large room is a body of water blocking your way, spanning all the way to the other side. Moss covers the walls and ceiling. The floor is moist, but the more rocky bits seem to be dry still. Elma has regained her voice and speaks up.

Elma
"A dead end?" She asks incredulously.
"You're kidding right? We walked all this way for a dead end?"
She sits down on a bit of soft moss, defeated. Though you think exhaustion might have something to do with it. With her skinny body, she doesn't have many reserves to work with and it's been a long day.
What does everyone do?