Blue Oblivion

The Mariana Trench, otherwise known as the Challenger Deep, used to be the lowest point in the ocean.  Much of our ocean remains unexplored, and the lowest point we had ever found could fit the largest mountain inside of it, there would still be several thousands of feet left to travel before you reached the bottom of the trench.  This prospect is a daunting one to explore, and only three have ever been down to the bottom of the Challenger Deep.  However, I had an even larger goal in mind.  I myself am the CEO of my own company called “Dynamo” and became wealthy innovating the world and making most electronics wireless and wire free.  As much as I enjoyed the prospects of providing freedom to many around the world from the physical bounds that cords posed, I wanted to do more than just release people from physical limits like cables.  I wanted to free myself from limits, and I wanted to explore the Earth, but not in the sense that most people would think.  See, over 85% of the ocean remained unexplored, and deeper points likely existed away from the Mariana Trench, and that is exactly what myself and my crew decided to go and explore.  

I hired a team of marine experts and some of the finest engineers and welders to create the most cutting-edge submarine that we could think of.  We designed a submarine with four escape pods, several emergency and pressure systems to help make sure that our vehicle would stay intact, reinforced the hull with the lightest and toughest materials.  The finest and strongest alloy steel and an external layer of carbon fiber outside of the hull to help make sure that it remained intact and punctures would remain at a distant minimum, if not impossible.  We created a form of transparent aluminum to serve as our windows and to help make sure that we had the finest material to use for windows.  Every form of electronic navigation at the time and advanced global positioning system was integrated into the submarine’s system program.  The mission was simple, I was going to embark on a mission with my father, a trusted family friend by the name of Dr. Kapersky, a doctor in marine biology, and a specialized submarine driver and navigator who spent time serving in the United States navy before retiring due to a failing leg.  We were able to provide him with a prosthesis that allowed him to perform the same duties he did when he was still serving in the American Naval forces, but decided to take our job instead since we offered to pay more for what was a more reasonably safe mission.  Our goal was to make one of the most comprehensive maps of the ocean floor in the world, hoping to map out most of what lied at the bottom of the ocean beneath thousands upon thousands of feet worth of roaring blue waves.

We had made a very detailed plan of which places we were going to start our explorations from and where we would stop off next for supplies.  We arranged contracts with ship companies to meet us at precise locations as we traveled around the world exploring the oceans, this way we wouldn’t have to land on distant islands in areas like the Pacific Ocean.  And consequentially, that is where our expedition began.  Our expedition started in early April as we left the Yokohama Port off the coast of Japan and began to head east out into the ocean.  The reason we started off of the coast of Japan was because we wanted to explore the areas that surrounded the Challenger Deep and extend outwards.   After having a large ship bring us out of the port and out into the main part of the ocean, away from the coastline, our submarine was placed into the water and we began to descend.  Traveling down into the ocean, we passed by many forms of marine life, including large fish, whales, some sharks, and other various sea creatures.  Some of the animals we encountered as we traveled along the sea floor looked absolutely magnificent, colors shining through the ocean waves like beautiful moving portraits as they swam past our vessel.  We continued on swiftly through the ocean and traveled on further down along the plate lines and over the course of many hours, we passed by the Mariana Trench.  Our GPS indicated that there was a large swath of land underneath the water that remained unexplored, so we continued our explorations further north.  After we traveled around 80 nautical miles forward, we reached a deep point in the ocean that spanned nearly a mile across and extended far down into an abyss.  We brought the submarine over the abyss and sent down sonar signals as well as other signals to track how far down the hole was.  When the signals finally bounced back, they indicated that the hole was nearly 40,000 feet deep, deeper than the Mariana Trench.  All I needed to do was give my father a singular look that said everything I could have told him in a minutes-long discussion.  We were going down into that hole and we were going to the be the ones credited with the discovery of the new deepest trench in the world.  We had our submarine driver begin our descent, turning on our turbo jets and sending us quickly down into the depths of the water. 

At the time, we barely spent enough time to report a signal out to one of the ships that we were taking the plunge and received the confirmation from one of the nearest ships before we lost all signal on our descent.  That last message would prove to have been more than a lifesaver.  We engaged all of our thrusters and engaged a system that reduced the amount of drag that the water gave on our vessel so we could descend much faster and avoid damaging the hull.  After a couple of hours of descent, we finally began to slow down as the signals we were sending to the bottom began to bounce back much quicker, indicating we were nearing the bottom.  We came to a slow stop as we finally reached the bottom.   As the vessel was being set down, it hit the bottom with a large thud, shaking the underwater sand and dirt.  That was our first mistake.  We sent out a couple of underwater drones with lights and military grade night vision cameras.  We began to have the small drones explore around the large abyss.  What was strange about this abyss is that there was no precise point where it narrowed.  In fact, the opening at the top of the abyss extended all the way down in an almost perfect cylinder, save for a few jutting edges of geological rock and coral that bordered the edges of the entrance.  The drones began to explore around the area and pick up small samples of rock and water as they went around.  Dr. Kapersky and I were each controlling one of the drones when I froze and asked him to come and see on my drone’s remote screen what I was seeing.  In front of my drone laid a large pile of unknown eggs.   He took the remote from me and began to move the drone closer to them.  That was our second mistake.  

Dr. Kapersky was causing me to grow panicked by his overwhelming eagerness to explore the eggs.  

“Wait, Dr. Kapersky!  Do you even recognize these eggs?”

“I do not, and that is all the more reason for us to take one with us as a sample.”
    My father moved over to him and tried to talk to him.

“Doctor, this looks too risky.  Those eggs are the size of ostrich eggs, and we don’t know who or what laid them.  We should just mark this location and turn back.”

The doctor was not content.  “There will never be a chance like this for us to get a sample of this new species!  We must take a sample with us!”

The doctor set down the drone’s sample collecting appendage on the top of one of the eggs and lifted it up.  That was our final mistake.  Like a monster from a Lovecraftian story, a large and ominous tentacle reached out from the darkness and crushed the drone in one fell swoop.  My first instinct was to retreat to one of the four escape pods and for once, my cowardice paid off and saved my life.  From behind me, I could see a form of squid, unlike anything I had seen before that’s colors shown blue and dark purple under the light.  It had one enormous eye and enormous suction cups large enough to crack the windows and it drove its claws into the sides of the hull.  I immediately closed the door behind me and my father and our colleagues scrambled to make it to the other escape pods, but it was too late.  One of the tentacles breached the window and went for my father, the pressure immediately causing the hull to collapse itself and for the escape pod to release me as an emergency safety measure.  It began to thrust me towards the surface as the monster began to tear apart and consume the flesh of my father.  I looked down at the abyss with tears and guilt.  I was the only one who escaped and watched my father and my colleagues get eaten alive by whatever that was.  We had prepared for nearly everything except for whatever was down there.  The last of the data that the vessel got on camera was sent to a backup server that was on the escape pod.  I cycled through the last of the footage as my pod made it’s way to the surface.  There were just a few frames of footage from when the squid lunged out from behind the eggs, but I could see it clearly now.  It dwarfed our large vessel.  It must have been at least 100 feet long with suction cups large enough to rip off panels from the vessel like sheets of paper.  

I didn’t notice it then, but the egg that Dr. Kapersky seemed to shake when he lifted it up, almost as if it was ready to hatch.  We had dived directly into a devil’s den, and my father paid the price for it.  It’s my fault that he’s dead now, and I don’t think I can ever forgive myself for that, but I will forgive myself for my father’s death much sooner than I will ever be able to forget what I saw down there.  I made it up to the surface within a few hours and the ship that my father had signaled was just a nautical mile away.  I sent a distress signal to it and the ship workers lifted my pod onboard.  I saved all of the footage and data onto a drive and sent it back to my company.  In the end, I did make a discovery.  I wouldn’t have my name put down in the books as the man who mapped out the world underneath the waves, but I would go down in history for discovering what is now known as the Trench of Death or the Kapersky Trench, as well as a new and monstrous species of squid.  I never want to venture back into the ocean, largely because of what happened to my father, but also because I fear of what else I might find, down deep within that blue oblivion.


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