SCYLLA
CHAPTER FIVE (continued)
Just ahead of her, something caught her attention; something else was moving. She wasn’t sure what it was, but it looked black in colour and had a distinct side to side movement. As she drew nearer, she reached for her small waterproof torch; it would give her just enough light to check it out.
As the shape moved away from her, Jenny followed cautiously, and checked her watch; she had about ten minutes of air left and should turn back, but this was somehow exciting as she followed the unfamiliar shape.
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Moving stealthily along the decks, visibility decreased rapidly and it became difficult to see what undulated and slithered ahead of her. The feelings that crept through her were no longer that of excitement, but anxiety, and dread that something might be lying in wait for her. It made no sense to go on, especially as she could not see two feet in front of her nose, but she quickly put those fears aside and continued the chase.
What became instantly obvious was the intense stillness. All wrecks creak and occasionally rattle, the MS Zenobia was no different. But today she was silent, and with each move Jenny took, she felt herself being drawn further away from where she needed to be. As she moved slowly, cautiously, she hoped Lenny was already looking for her. She clicked the torch on and the beam lit the floor below her. How far she had gone down she wasn’t sure, as she was not familiar with this part of the ship.
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