Silver Escape by J. R. Rain & Matthew S. Cox

Author:J. R. Rain & Matthew S. Cox [Rain, J. R. & Cox, Matthew S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rain Press
Published: 2023-02-01T23:00:00+00:00

5.

The sound is coming from above me on the left.

I’m not too deep, only about 200 feet or so, making it easy to spot the dark outline of a surface ship despite the sun getting ready to go down.

Feeling a bit curious and mischievous, I pull into a climb and chase the boat. Well, ‘chase’ the way a running dog pursues an elephant. Large boats are the exact opposite of fast. I can outrun torpedoes, but to be fair, the last time it happened occurred during World War II. They might be faster than me by now. Can’t say I’ve been around any present-day subs firing them, nor am I curious to test. Then again, they’re still basically the same sort of machine. How much faster can they be?

As best I’ve been able to determine, my ‘cruising’ speed is approximately 120 mph or 104 knots. I can sprint faster in short bursts, but there aren’t many surface ships capable of coming close to my speed underwater, especially something as big as the boat I’m looking at now. Oh, sorry. Sailors get weird about calling ships ‘boats.’

Needless to say, cruising along at 120 mph underwater is ruinous to clothing. And it’s a pain to carry even a small bag as the water rushing by so fast wants to tear it away from me—or simply shred it. A wetsuit top would stay on me, but I don’t see the point as I’d still be bottomless after leaving the water. Don’t even get me started on how dumb the idea of a seashell bra is. Obviously, whoever made those movies never saw a real mermaid. And yeah, I know they had to cover the boobs to appease the censors.

This ship is cruising at a modest twenty knots... a ‘slow walk’ to me. From below, I’m guessing it’s a small supertanker or large cargo ship. I pull along the starboard side, a few feet under the surface, and pace the vessel for a while, listening. Two different sources play music, not the same song, resulting in a discordant mess. In addition to a few scattered voices, the occasional clank, squeak, or tapping suggest this is not a passenger ship. Nowhere near enough commotion. At a guess, I’d say there are less than fifty people on board.

Now someone’s going up metal stairs. Yeah, sound carries a long way in the water. Plus, my ears are many times more sensitive than they’d been as a mortal. Out of water, they’re a little sharper, but while swimming? I can hear a lobster break wind from a mile away. Did you know lobsters pee out of their faces? They even spray it at each other sometimes.

The things you learn while living in the ocean.

Moving on...

Every time a wave hits the ship, a cascade of metal creaking follows. Aha. It must be one of those container ships. Hmm. Curious, I breach the surface, but only my head, though I’m not too worried. It’s surprisingly difficult to spot a person in the water.

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