Drown

Deep. Dark. The only two words to describe the place. He had always thought he would never end up here. Never end up in a gorge deep as this. He was a scientist, it was his duty. The gorge appeared out of nowhere. But a swimmer he was not, and a swimmer he would never be. Something pulsed from within. Deep within. Deep within the gorge that would haunt him. A shaft of blue light, a ray of hope and of fear. He hoped he would discover something, but he feared what he might find. He swam on, deeper into the gash, deeper into his place of fear. He felt plants, how did plants live down here? The plants moved, fanned his face, but there was something wrong. He couldn't se it, but he felt it. The plants, were they really plants? didnt move right, didnt feel right. Yet he swam on. Then even the plants stopped. He hit a walll. Was this really the end? He felt eyes on his back. He looked around. Nothing was there, why did he feel watched? Something on his shoulder, what was down here? No, that was wrong. What was down here with him?

"Warning: OXYGEN LOW" The screen on his helmet lit up, glowing dim red in the darkness. That's what it is isn't it. Not a gorge. The Abyss. Pure darkness. No escape. Something on his shoulder.

He felt something cold. "WARNING: SUIT PUNCTURED" Ah, water. Water? Water was heavy. Water was crushing him. Water was unforgiving and cold and all around him. Wet. Rutheless. Vengeful. Something on his shoulder.

Something slithered in. Through somewhere. Through the hole in the suit. Through the hole in the suit on his shoulder. Something was in the suit. It was smalll. It wasn't small. It was part of something big. That's not a wall. He swam back. Swam up. Swam away. The thing on his shoulder held tighter. It pulled. It was dark. He couldn't see. Lights flashed. A shaft of blue light. It illuminated teeth. Claws. Tentacles. Wings. Eyes. It was huge. Tentacles on his shoulder. Tentacles in his suit. They pulled. He sank. Faster than he should have. They pushed. The suit teared apart with a screech. But it was quiet in the dark. In the deep dark. In the gorge. In the abyss. He can't breath. He can't breathe. He can't breathe. He took a breath in. Cold. Wet. Not air. Water. He coughed. More water. Never ending. He was dragged down.

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"We are here today to mourn the tragic death of Mr. Allan Tann."