closest to the door, still with a tight hold on the beam he wrapped himself around, yelled something and pointed out. When the others nodded, he thrust himself toward the open door. As soon as he reached it, another sound filled the room. Unlike the crashes from the waves hitting, this one held another sound. This one carried the sound of wood breaking.
Her first instinct when her surroundings came back into focus was to tell Ben what she had seen. She had actually forgotten they were underwater for a moment until she felt the regulator in her mouth. The shock of having forgotten, along with the realization that things could have gone bad during her flash had her regulator slipped from her mouth, caused her to panic for a moment, but the feel of Ben’s hand as he reached out for her hand calmed her quickly back down.
Ben motioned back out and Rilynne nodded and followed him back through the opening. After checking her gauges again, they started venturing out into the reef.
She had seen footage taken underwater before, but it was nothing compared to actually seeing it with her own eyes. She was watching some small fish weaving in and out of the coral when Ben tapped her shoulder. She turned around to see a large sea turtle swimming past them, close enough that she reached out and ran her fingers down his shell as he passed. She watched him swim away, her eyes not leaving him until they landed on something in the distance. Her first thoughts were that it bore a striking resemblance to a dead body. As she quickly shrugged that notion off, laughing at herself for it being the first place her mind jumped, she pushed through a school of fish swimming by and started moving toward it.
She hadn’t made it five feet before Ben reached out and took her arm. He couldn’t talk, but his eyes said enough. He wasn’t sure she should be wandering off. She pointed toward the mysterious object, but it didn’t appear to ease his hesitation. Rilynne didn’t know how to convey her desire to investigate the curious scene without words. After a few moments of trying, she just took him by the hand and started slowly swimming closer.
Though there was a high level of visibility, she still couldn’t make out exactly what she was looking at. Hidden amidst the swaying seaweed, there was a large white object. Against it was something else. Rilynne strained her eyes as they inched closer. Ben’s curiosity finally seemed to take over as he pulled out of her grip and swam ahead. He was a few feet in front of her, blocking her view, when he suddenly stopped. She kicked to catch up to him, but the moment she did, he wrapped his fingers firmly around her arm and started to pull her back.
She fought as he did, though, trying to get a better look. A list of things ran through her mind at once. First was that it was a shark or something else that was going to harm them. Her heart was pounding violently in her chest at the thought. Part of her wanted to just back away with Ben, but her eagerness got the better of her.
The moment she freed herself from his grip, she saw what had spooked him.
“Oh no,” she said, though only bubbles escaped her.
Chapter Two
R ilynne fought the urge to move even closer. She was already close enough to see everything she needed, though, and she knew Ben would stop her if she tried. The white object was a refrigerator, but that wasn’t the startling part. Her initial thoughts had been correct. Chained to the front of it was the body of a woman.
Ben tugged at her arm again to grab her attention. When she turned to face him, he motioned up to the surface. She nodded but not before taking the camera from his other hand. Luckily, he didn’t need her to explain what she was planning to do.
Rilynne swam a few feet closer as she began taking pictures of the horrific scene. The woman, who appeared to be in her fifties or sixties, had several