Author note: I now have a much greater respect for all the authors out there after trying to write out my own story. Seriously, basing a story off of a dream is hard work. Especially when it always makes sense while your in the dream and then once it's over it barely ever makes sense. Tying up plot holes is honestly half of the work I got ahead of me. And on top of all that, I haven’t had access to a computer recently and have been writing on my phone and iPad. I’ll soon regain control over a computer so don’t worry about that. *Mini rant end*
Anyways have a happy new year and enjoy!
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The moment seemed suspended in time. Grace's coffee cup slowly fell out of her hands. Mike's face was jammed against some of the many blinking panels and Ricardo still had a death grip upon the controls of the sub like it was his only lifeline.
The moment was then broken as light violently flooded through the two small viewing ports inside the sub and everything including the still people were thrown against the top of the compact space.
As gravity was temporarily lost, Mike managed to recover first. He maneuvered himself towards the front view port in an attempt to figure out what was going on. Fighting the rising nausea he focused his attention through the limited view. Ricardo and Grace then grabbed onto the ladder that led to the top hatch.
A roaring sound began to resound throughout the hull as Calvin began to increase in velocity. "What is going on!" Grace screamed at the top of her lungs to the two bewildered scientists. "It seems we are currently free falling from the sky into what can only be a large body of water!" Mike yelled back over the noise.
This book's true home is on another platform. Check it out there for the real experience.
The Calvin weighed somewhere around 17 tons so it sank like a rock as it fell from a great height. Mike, who was still glued to the viewing port, quickly distanced himself from it to where the two other researchers were. Absentmindedly licking some blood that rolled onto his lips, Mike grabbed some of the leftover space on the ladder for himself. "Brace for impact!" he yelled to Ricardo and Grace.
*KASPLOOSH!*
Following Mikes warning the sub lurched, tearing their grips from the ladder. Gravity returned crushing the three unlucky researchers like rag dolls into the floor. The sunlight quickly vanished and was replaced by a unnaturally dark, murky light.. Everything seemed quiet except for the shallow, panicked breathing of the three people who were currently sprawled across the floor. "Heh.. *cough* lucky the floors were padded or we'd be unconscious in a rapidly sinking sub" Ricardo croaked as he picked himself up off the floor followed by Mike and Grace.
"I'll go steer the sub, you go run a systems check on the Calvin" Ricardo briefly glanced back at Grace before continuing "...And Mike you patch up your head it's looking uglier then it usually does."
"Thanks" Mike replied sarcastically as he wobbled to a small box labeled 'medical supplies.'
After moments of struggle, Ricardo eventually managed to stabilize the vessel. Silence reigned throughout the interior of the personal sphere, occasionally being broken by the quiet beep of electronics.
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Author note: Yup this whole chapter was about free-falling sub. Deal with it. :p