66.6 Feet
some doors cannot be resealed shut ...
"There was only one rule: don’t open the door …"
When the NEMO-5 submersible vessel discovered what to all eyes seemed to be a seal on the ocean floor. The scientific world went crazy, as did the religious world. The vessel had been made to withstand the pressure of diving to the bottom of the mariana trench, the lowest point on the planet. The crew were stunned and shocked, hoping to find undiscovered sea life, no one expected to find a large circular seal, covered in markings that no one could translate. Whatever the language, it was older than recorded writing, and felt like a warning.
The pilot of the NEMO-5 moved around the seal, its circumference being 66.6 feet.
‘We should go back, just leave this alone,’ said Grant, the crew’s marine biologist. She was clutching her bible.
‘Never mind your fairy stories, we’ve got a job to do.’
The captain was sternly against leaving before the job was done. He took the vessel all the way around again.
‘There!’ said Pearce, crew navigator loudly.
They were pointing towards the edge of the great seal, a rounded dial on the side, similar to a tap handle. Using the NEMO-5’s system of extendable arms, the captain took hold of the dial, and turned anti-clockwise. A great hiss and crack as the seal flung open, and water rushed into a dark and empty void …
The cabin darkened, lights flickered. Grant sat down, opened her bible, and began to read, open to Revelation 13.
A terrible shadow rose from the abyss, engulfing the NEMO-5. The pressure became too much, the vessel was slowly crushed into dust.
A sinister and ancient voice echoed around the entire earth, all at once …
‘WHO IS LIKE THE BEAST? WHO CAN WAGE WAR AGAINST IT?’
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Savannah K. Wilson
She/Her | Australian 🏳️⚧️ Author
Queer and all class with a touch of sass! (or maybe the reverse!)
short stories, poetry, life experience
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METAMORPHOSIS
I shoot up right in my bed with my body covered in a cold sweat, and my heart thumping against my chest. I'm shaking uncontrollably, it feels like electricity is constantly being shot into my body. I put my hand on my chest where my heart is, so I can feel it's beating, then take deep breaths to soothe myself. The lamp I usually keep on while I sleep is off even though I remember making sure it was on before I went to sleep, because I never forget. I would be swallowed by complete darkness if it wasn't for the little light that bleeds through from under my door frame. As I'm staring straight ahead at my shadowy figure in the black TV screen against my wall, I notice a dark figure in the corner of my eye and I feel my heart rate going up again, thudding against my palm. I'm too afraid to turn my head and see what's there. I close my eyes hoping it'll be gone once I open them again. I hold them close and my heart is beating so hard I can hear it in my ears- da duh, da duh, da duh, da duh- I open them again, and I feel a lump in my throat, like my heart is trying to escape my chest through my mouth, when I still see the figure in the corner of my eye. Finally, I build the courage to look. I slowly turn my head towards the direction I see it in the corner of my eye. I hear my heart beating faster and harder as I slowly turn my head -da duh, da duh, da duh, daduh, daduh, daduh, daduh-
By CotardDelusionza day ago in Horror
Comments (4)
Oh I've always found the oceans a terrifying setting for a horror plot.This was great. I could just picture that door and the seal.
The Voice of the Beast or the Devil or God, well in any case, a hell to be crushed to atoms at the buttom of Mariana Trench for sure. Fine story!
Oooo, I wonder what is that! This Mariana Trench approach to this challenge was sooooo cool!
Oh hell yes. I ain't even a biblical mfer but I love the book of Revelations. Excellent Halloween story!