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to see through the odd liquid that was beginning to surround the ship so hard that the safety straps were cutting into her shoulders. Something was moving through the cloud, but she couldn’t tell what. The detection screen went blank then, and as the lights dimmed, her breath quickened.
“Allie?”
Her eyes finally started to make sense of what was happening, and by then it was too late. A huge, luminescent white beast with eight long, thrashing legs was sailing toward the submarine through the cloud of ghostly ink, its massive mouth wide open and ringed with sharp, pearlescent teeth that all looked long enough to pierce through the metal ship. It was much larger than the sub, and it was moving so fast that she’d never be able to move out of the way in time. Colin was screaming in her ear as she watched it approached, too stunned by its size to move—its huge head alone was as big across as the submarine itself and terrifyingly vivid in its expression: all rage and lust, for blood or for bones or for whatever it was that creatures from hell ate. The limbs dangling from its head were as long as school buses, giving it the appearance of a mutated jelly-fish, and Allie could see that there were shapes floating around beneath its skin, presumably organs—or maybe half-digested prey.
I’m going to die, she realized. Then: What the hell is that?
The next moment, everything went black, and all she could hear was shattering glass and the shriek of metal.
****
As soon as the water started to rush into the sub, Allie sprang into action. Her body was on autopilot as she wrenched open the emergency compartment and fumbled for the diving suit, the remaining air in the sub filled with the sounds of bone crunching through metal as the creature bit into her craft. She slipped to the floor twice, and the sub started to pitch and roll as the creature tipped its treasure, but she had her suit snapped and fastened by then. All that was left was the helmet and the air tank.
One of the creature’s arms punched through the wall just to the left of her head, and she screamed as saltwater sluiced down her throat and into her ear canal. She fought to stand and lifted her helmet, bringing it down so hard and fast against the collar of her suit that she was afraid she might crack it. Allie twisted the enforced glass bowl to the right and heard the slow hiss as it sealed, and the final snap once the mechanism locked into place. The diving suit looked flimsy, but it would let her survive for at least an hour, maybe even two if she could calm down fast enough. Then her train of thought was halted when the beast’s club-like limb whacked against her helmet, and Allie struggled through the waters to push herself out of the collapsed porthole, now facing away from the translucent monster.
The creature was so bent on destroying the craft completely that Allie was able to swim for a full minute without hearing the crunching sound pause. When it did, she looked back and was startled to see that she’d propelled herself so far away it looked almost like a toy jellyfish was attacking a tiny submarine. It looked so harmless at first that she felt a wave of relief wash over her, then she watched in muted shock as the sub’s electrical and nuclear system finally caught up to what was happening. A muffled boom reached her, and she watched her sub explode in a swirling cloud of foamy seawater and spit the creature upward, emitting a high-pitched screech as it sailed toward the surface of the ocean. What’s going to happen when it gets to the top? she wondered. Then: How did I get so far away?
Allie realized that even though her limbs had stopped moving, she was still travelling swiftly away from the scene. What the hell? Allie fought to stay calm as she looked around her and realized she was encased in some sort of bubble that was steering itself to safety. It was almost completely transparent, but she could tap the sides of with her gloved