The Deep by Michaelbrent Collings

Author:Michaelbrent Collings [Collings, Michaelbrent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, Thriller
Goodreads: 25873496
Publisher: Michaelbrent Collings
Published: 2015-07-19T23:00:00+00:00

ALIEN

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Geoffrey couldn't think. Nothing. Just the pain in his hand, the rush of bubbles around his ears, the steadily increasing thudding in his skull.

Pain pain pain pain pain pain pain….

It became the only thing in his universe. His hand, the eel that still held fast to him. The underlying, almost silent, knowledge that he was going to die here.

Black surrounded him. Narcosis and panic mixed to create a dark miasma that swallowed his thoughts, swallowed his vision, swallowed him.

He still couldn't breathe. The regulator spun out of reach, below his sight, below his ability to grab it or even understand where it was. He just knew the bubbles were everywhere – only parting to allow him the sight of the eel clamped on his hand. It had transformed in his panic-sight, his oxygen deprivation, to something more like dragon than eel. Something that held him so strongly there would never be an escape.

He was going to breathe in. He had to.

A hand slashed out. For a moment Geoffrey wondered where it had come from. He couldn't see through the darkness. Wondered if it was his hand.

But no. This wasn't his. He didn't own a crappy dive computer like that, did he? His was top of the line. That was a cheaper model.

And the hand held a knife Geoffrey had never seen. The knife slashed down. Cut the eel behind the head.

The eel didn't give. Didn't let go. Clamped down harder.

Geoffrey breathed in. Sucked water. It flooded his airway, dropped into his lungs. Salt that burned, burned, burned.

He couldn't make it stop. He gagged. Vomited the gasp of water he had just taken in.

The knife in the hand that did not belong to him –

(where's it coming from and please let me breathe oh God I'm sorry just let me breathe)

– cut down again. Another slashing blow.

The eel's head fell away from its body. Fell away from Geoffrey's bleeding hand.

Something spun him around. He would have screamed again, but he was too busy vomiting, inhaling, gagging. The thing in front of him was horrible. Huge eyes, tentacles.

(tim it's tim)

The voice didn't pierce the veil of panic. Nor did he understand why the thing in front of him was trying to push one of its tentacles into his mouth.

(ALIEN TRYING TO TAKE ME OVER TRYING TO KILL ME)

(i'm dying)

Geoffrey whipped his head around. Tried to avoid the thing's grasping tentacle. Vomiting. Now convulsing. His body curling into a bean, a pillbug, a nothing-shape.

(AIR!)

The word, the salvation it held, finally penetrated. He didn't know who this was, but the diver in front of him had air. Had the life that Geoffrey needed – damn well deserved to keep.

He grabbed at the face of the diver. Tried to pull the regulator out of his mouth. Never mind the octopus, the second-rate regulator hanging from the other guy's hand. He wanted the real thing.

Narcosis pushed him on. Spurred him to madness and beyond as he grabbed for the regulator.

The other diver pulled back. Fins pounding away.

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