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Wilfredo Molina
United States
Texas
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-Look, comrade! He exclaimed, that exterior hatch! One eye like blessed great saucer! Look!
I stared; but could see nothing. The comrade left my side, and ran into a dark hatchway. In a moment, he was back with a crowbar. Follow me! We'll overlook better from Captain's cabin, he exclaimed again.
We ran into other dark hatchway. Once at the cabin:
-Just there, comrade! He said again.
Too late, I saw the thing at which he aimed: Two immense eyes. I knew instantly to what they belonged; for I had seen large specimens of the octopus some years previously during a cruise in Caspian waters.
-Look out, man! I shouted, and caught him by the arm. It's a Kraken! Jump back! The Kraken broke the cabin's shield flooding it. In the same instant, half a dozen immense tentacles whirled up into the cabin. I swallowed salted water. One of the tentacles lapped itself about my comrade's neck. I caught his leg; but he was torn from my grasp, and I tumbled backwards on to the hatch. Hardly I left the cabin and locked the hatch. I heard a scream of other comrade from the equipment store. Regardless of the danger, in my great agitation, I ran into the equipment store. Through the hatch’s window I watched a flooded room and gazed down with frightened eyes. Yet, neither of him nor the monster, could I perceive a vestige.
How long I stood in the room 9 staring down bewilderedly, I cannot say; certainly some minutes. With the captain's cabin flooded, my probabilities to get some grog were null. I was so bemazed that I seemed incapable of movement. Then, all at once, I became aware that a light quiver ran on the exterior hatch in front of me, and the next instant, something stole up out of the darkness with a deadly celerity. Well it was for me that I had seen it in time; else should I have shared the fate of those two-and the others. As it was, I saved myself only by moving from room 9 to 7. Through the small windows of the common hatch, I saw the feeler wave in room 9, now flooded, with a certain apparent aimlessness; then it sank out of sight, and I was alone.
Five minutes passed before I could summon a sufficiency of courage to face the next event: room 9 flooded. The only unblock hatch headed me to the Missile control room. Trying to put in order my ideas, I caught myself glancing continuously at the wall without hatch. The only way to defeat the monster was to get the aqualung and the diving gun and face the Kraken out of the Red November. I resolved that I would lose no time, and so, after some thought as to the manner in which I should proceed, the following minutes, I began a systematic search through the submarine. Finally at the Oxygen Pumps room, I found the aqualung and the diving gun left together may be by one of my killed comrades. Then, moving to the room 6, I opened the exterior hatch and left the Red November diving through the dark sea space. Final minutes ticked by. No signs of the Kraken.
Then, few yards ahead, before my wide opened eyes there quivered a horrible monster worthy of a place among the most farfetched teratological legends.
It was an octopus of colossal dimensions, easily twelve meters long. It was traveling backward with tremendous speed in the same direction as the Red November. It gazed with enormous-now familiar for me-staring eyes that were blood tinted.
5.....I was only a weak human bean in front of Satan himself. 4......I had only and only one chance to shoot the beast in the very heart. 3........I found myself whispering "eye by eye". 2.....I targeted and shoot. 1......The harpoon traveled silently the dark space directly to the ticking blood pump.....0. Mortally wounded (?) the monster disappeared into deep darkness.
Where is the Vodka?
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