A drop expanded to a dribble. The craft was leaking. Having just shorted out, the telephone line was dead. There’s no communication with the surface. The silent line should be signal enough for the crew to respond to the emergency at hand. A sinking feeling in my stomach told me the sphere was rising … So was the water. At this depth it is 20 minutes to the surface. Looking at my watch, then at the rising water, I quickly answered my most pressing question. Will I drown before I reach the surface? The mathematics suggest a negative outcome.
No Comments on The Pressure