With a final twist of the iron wheel, they sealed the
bulkhead and collapsed in a heap. A moment later, a wall of water crashed
against the door. They could hear the corridor filling with a soft sloshing.
It took a brave man to climb into submersible, plumb the
depths of the Black Sea, and descend deep into the Boreal Trench. But as James
looked into the faces trapped in that small room, he saw fear. There were no
tears, no wails. Just a few wide eyes and lips pressed tightly together. They
stared back at him.
“Well, now what?”
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