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seawasp: "Underwater crisis"
Continuing from here.
* * *
Aral Sea, two months later.
Gregor stared through the minisub's front port. "Vasily, why are there no fish?"
"All dead. As much shit as the factories dumped into the water, it's a wonder it's not eating through the hull. Mind the sonar."
"Minding. But people drank out of it."
"Scary, no? Explains all the webbed fingers though."
"Very funny." A pause. "Well, there's something alive down here. I've got movement."
"Not possible."
"A school of fish."
"No schools."
"Either that or it's one fish, but nothing can be as big as that."
"Not…"
In front of them, an eye blinked.
seawasp: "Underwater crisis"Continuing from here.
* * *
Aral Sea, two months later.
Gregor stared through the minisub's front port. "Vasily, why are there no fish?"
"All dead. As much shit as the factories dumped into the water, it's a wonder it's not eating through the hull. Mind the sonar."
"Minding. But people drank out of it."
"Scary, no? Explains all the webbed fingers though."
"Very funny." A pause. "Well, there's something alive down here. I've got movement."
"Not possible."
"A school of fish."
"No schools."
"Either that or it's one fish, but nothing can be as big as that."
"Not…"
In front of them, an eye blinked.
