The Abyss Whispers

mix of excitement and unease that no one dared voice aloud. Evelyn stood at the back of the group, her arms crossed tightly over her chest as she watched the

is voice cutting through the quiet. He leaned closer

over his shoulder to peer at the screen. "Is

on the screen. The images revealed a massive, sprawling structure buried deep beneath the ocean's surface. It was unlike anything she had ever seen.

e laced with a mix of triumph and dread. "It's alive down t

snapped. "Let's focus on what we're actua

She could feel the cold sweat forming at the back of her neck, but she didn't care. There was something hauntingly f

," she ordered, her voi

trembled as she reached for her father's journal, flipping through its worn pages. She stopped at a sketch-rough, hastily drawn, but unmistakable. It

i glanced at her. Evelyn didn't notice. Her thoughts were racing, piecing together fragments of her fat

ts like a blade. "We need to stop an

w tightening. "What are you talking about

the steel-gray waters outside. "This doesn't feel right

I came all this way to turn back

n, where the city loomed like a dark, ancient predator lying in wait. "It's not natural. You

oat. She swallowed hard and tried again. "My father spent his entire career look

emained firm. "And what if he didn't find it because

. "We're going down there," she said,

rned away, her body stiff as she walked toward the door. "You're making a

ow whistle. "Well

ck to the screen. She didn't have time for d

he room like a knife. It was low and rhythmic, more felt than heard, and it sent

adjusting the controls.

e anything Evelyn had ever encountered-a deep, resonant thrum interspersed w

ged to the surface. She was a child again, standing on the deck of her father's ship, the salty wind whippin

the sam

. This wasn't just some random discovery. It was connected-to her

she whispered, h

her brow furrowing.

the screen, where the city loomed like a sleep