We've explored less than twenty percent of our oceans so seeing the inky darkness of the ocean floor blink at me shouldn't have been so surprising. Watching the seabed rise up and tilt its now-uncovered head like a dog was something we should have not necessarily expected but accepted as a new discovery.
Granted, we should have been more cautious... really we should have pushed the boat to go as fast as possible in any other direction but instead we just sat there and waited to see what it would do next as waterfall cascaded from jagged scales as it kept rising and rising and rising.
I didn't even want to consider what something so colossal ate, I just hoped it wouldn't be us and I hoped in vain. Claws the size of a bus gently picked up the first mate by the back of his shirt and before we had even the remotest chance to process what was going on it just popped him into its mouth and began to chew.
I suppose I should have been grateful that he tasted so foul as to make the monster sink back down again, vomiting up his remains as it went. There wasn't enough of him left to fill a bucket let alone a casket. In the end we decided it was better to leave him to the sea and pray it didn't try to follow us back ashore.
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