It Waits Below by Eric Red

Author:Eric Red
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: horror, aliens, underwater, creatures, monster, submarine
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2014-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Two

Deep Submersive Vehicle (DSV) Neptune.

Ocean floor.

Depth 12,672 meters.

Monday, July 30, 11:22 p.m.

Down at uncharted depths, the sub lay under a mountain of shipwreck rubble.

Within the diver lockout chamber inside the totaled DSV, all was still for long moments, except for occasional flashes of sparks.

Polidori stirred.

The alien had experienced a violent disturbance.

Now that threat was over, but it sensed it was not out of danger.

The being was not sure exactly what just had occurred.

Only that it was alive, as was its host.

It would not need the host much longer, but did for now.

Its antennae were finely tuned from countless eons of intergalactic dangers, and the alien sensed it was not safe.

Staggering to his feet, mumbling incoherently, the pilot stumbled beneath the hatch, now on the ceiling. He had been injured and grimaced in pain.

His mind was not his own anymore, but he didn’t know that.

Reaching up, what used to be the Russian grabbed the edge of the portal and pulled himself through, getting hold of the upended ladder to haul himself hand over hand up into the cockpit.

Polidori’s silhouette climbed up onto what was now the floor of the cockpit ceiling, and reared to his full height. Shrouded in shadow, he stood above the two unconscious crumpled figures of his fellow crewman in the intermittent staccato strobes of sparks from the damaged instrument panels of the personnel sphere.

Gold coins were strewn everywhere, some in glittering corroded chunks.

Enright stirred.

The pilot stepped over the prone senseless woman and crouched slowly down beside the man lying splayed on the floor. Enright’s mouth was open, eyes shut, and his breathing was forced.

His head twitching, Polidori stared down at Enright’s open mouth and with a disturbing alien slowness, leaned in as if to kiss him.

The pilot’s lips hovered an inch from the captain’s, then Polidori’s jaws widened and a hideous, dripping, plant-like, organic tendril slowly extended from his throat and out his yawning maw, invasively inserting into Enright’s open mouth. It made a revolting, wet, rustling sound, like a dry husked corncob inserted into a moist vagina.

“Wh-what the hell? What h-happened?” Clark had come to and was sitting up, rubbing her head.

The captain gagged and choked on the sea parasite’s impregnation tentacle.

The pilot instantly snapped the tendril back down his gullet like a toad’s tongue, shutting his mouth like a steel trap. Polidori’s frustrated gaze showed he was thwarted in whatever he was attempting to do.

Nobody saw anything.

Sitting up, Enright spat and grimaced, an expression of horrible disgust on his face.

“Everybody okay?” the pilot whispered.

“Who shit in my mouth?” the captain croaked. “Ugh!”

“Are you okay?” the apprentice asked him.

“Yeah. You?”

“I’m okay.”

“What happened?”

The young woman stumbled around the cramped confines of the submersible, looking above her at the upside down seats and instrument panels on the ceiling. “Great. Whatever it was, now we’re in the Poseidon Adventure.”

The hull shook and shuddered below their feet.

The fragile undersea shelf below them was giving way under the combined weight of the shipwreck and the sub.

The three argonauts froze, trapped, unable to do anything but await their fate.

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