Author: steamedandbaked_lvzqja

Harold was finally able to close his eyes in the small cot that was packed into the living quarters, he felt the submarine rocking gently as it moved through deep silent water. The electric motors made a kind of hum that he could hear everywhere. Still, he felt tired; too tired to let any of…

The Captain swam in long graceful strokes towards Harold. He tried to ignore the massive shapes that moved in the darkness just within the dimmest reach of his dive light. He didn’t think they would eat him. He told himself this over and over again as he swam towards Harold’s rising form, fearing the instant…

And not in a good way…. The Captain nervously checked Harold’s dive suite as Harold slowly opened his eyes and began squirming. He was wearing a thick wet suit that covered him in a tight sweaty neoprene shell. He had on a face mask that was starting to fog. The Captain shoved a thick rubber…

This is the part of the story where Harold is dreaming. Nothing exciting is happening. There is an argument about whether it is fair to throw Harold out the air lock going on, but they are whispering. I’m too lazy to go over there and listen. At this point I am not sure you care…

Will Harold Get Dressed? “Look, it’s already been decided, I am not putting on pants, taking the aspirin, or doing anything, until someone properly explains to me what is going on.” Harold was standing naked at the front of the small metal room, where three large television screens filled one wall. They appeared to be…

Harold could smell the stale wet air of a men’s room as he slowly opened his eyes. Three men were sitting on a bunk opposite to his, staring at him intently. He had the sudden thought of being dragged drunk into a room to be robbed or assaulted. Panic took over as he leapt up…