There was a reflection of me wobbling as Gary hugged me from behind over the sea’s surface, but my thoughts drifted through the sea to reach Dicken right away. Was he watching us? Would he get jealous? Would he show up? And in what form?“That’s enough, Gary,” I growled in irrepressible rage. “Let me go, or I will sabotage this ship and let those monsters onboard. I’m sure you won't want that sort of trouble.”“What are you talking about?” Gary seemed to think nothing of my words and even smiled without concern. Spinning me around and pinning me against the scaffolding, his drunken gaze twinkled playfully. “Are you saying that those monsters are targeting you, like they did with Mary? I’m not buying that, you little liar…” He got ever closer, breathing alcohol over my face. “I just wanted to tell you that you were so sexy that night you pointed a gun at me. Hell, it was so hot that I don’t just simply want to hold you—I would even take you right here right now, let alone hold you…
I saw a table and several decks of playing cards, and I was still sprawled over the table while the others were gone. Darkness was all around me, and it was very quiet. I immediately realized that I was once again trapped in a terrifying four dimensional space, and that there must be something behind my back. I dared not move and kept my stiff body over the table, keeping my breathing slower than normal. Amidst the darkness, I could see a webbed claw quietly placed on the table beside myself thanks to my night vision. As the pungent yet familiar sweet scent rushed up my nostrils, I became certain that it was Dicken.I could feel him leaning over my back, with his head brushing against my nape. His wet hair was spread over both our shoulders like seaweed, blocking my vision when my neck wound was covered by something soft and slippery—I realized instantly that it was Dicken’s tongue, that he was healing my injury. I was so happy I could jump to my feet, but I became worried again
”Don’t move… Linda.” A deep voice wafted into my ears, and I couldn’t help feeling excited. Turning around, I find myself looking into a pair of cobalt blue eyes—his eyes were enthralling as they always had been, but that bottomless blackness was now gone. Did that mean he had come to his senses? If so, why hadn’t his body recovered?“Dicken?” I reached out to grab his webbed claw in my thrill, and I wanted dearly to turn and look at him, only for him to pin me back against the table. His damp hair was brushing against my groin, and I could feel a wet, soft object sliding around my most sensitive spot—it was his most sensitive spot, lapping up my injured cervix.It had been so long since Dicken had cared for me like this, and I couldn’t help clenching my fingers over the table from the sudden simulation while my ears flushed crimson in embarrassment. I remained sprawled over the table, quivering as my injured groin felt the double thrill of pain and euphoria.I couldn’t help moaning
The weight of Dicken’s upper body pressing over me left me breathless, but I kept my hands wrapped around his neck to keep him close to me, as if the weight was the only thing that assured me that he was with me at that very moment. I couldn’t help remembering Mary’s lifeless body being placed on a liferaft that floated out into the open sea then, and the resounding cry of anguish that lingered in the air. I couldn’t help holding Dicken even more tightly then, but I could feel my strength leaving me, realizing then that Dicken was sedating me with his kiss. Panicking, I grabbed his hair and tried to pull him as hard as I could, but my hands eventually dropped limply on the table regardless.Lethargic, I fell limply over the table as my eyelids turned to lead. Just as I was about to close my eyes, his webbed claws slowly brushed over my face, tidying my hair before arching his back to dress me. As he carried me and put me on a lounge chair nearby to rest, I realized that I couldn’t d
“Hey, is everybody ready? We’re making a port call at a mysterious nuclear power plant for an exploration trip.” As Gary entered, I swiftly attached the scale over the Swiss Army knife like a charm and slipped it into my trousers pocket.Then, Gary turned towards me and said with added meaning, “Linda, you don’t have to follow us—stay on the ship and recover properly. I’ll have someone guard you.”“Save it. I’m better now, and I’ll go with you guys,” I said, immediately rejecting his suggestion and rose to my feet with my hands in my pocket. “Oh, really?” Gary gave me a look of disbelief, and walked up to me with his eyes glued to my groin. Then, ignoring that there were others around us, he reached out to take off my pants. “I would have to confirm that, baby.”I eluded his hand in embarrassment while Luna and the others were left frozen in place, watching me in shock and unable to believe what had just happened. They clearly weren’t aware that I knew Gary, let alone the weird co
With decades having passed since the detonation of the nuclear bomb, the radition from the nuclear power plant had decreased under the safety range. Still, we wore hazmat suits outside our diving suits to reduce the risk, and looked just like professional scientific researchers after we put on our oxygen mask, although we had an extra set of tools for mountain climbing.When everything was ready, we boarded a kayak and rowed up to the water gate of the nuclear power plant, though we had to get off and swim the rest of the way since we couldn’t row the rest of the way. Fortunately, the sea wasn’t that deep here and our heads would breach the surface if we stood, so we did not have to use our oxygen masks for now. Splitting ourselves into several teams, we entered the narrow entrance one after another. I noticed that the nuclear power plant wasn’t that different from normal ones, with a giant steel tower structure built beneath it, and our entry point had been through an old elevator.
“Team One, come in—Team One, come in! Report your current depth, have you arrived at the submarine?” Bob’s voice rang out of the walkie-talkie just then, and I was stunned. A submarine? In this place? How did it get down here?“We’re at 325.63 meters, professor! Radar scans show a gigantic object 112 meters below, and we’re guessing that’s where the submarine is!” A reply promptly came from the walkie-talkie. “What’s the radiation level down there?” “10 sieverts, sir. It’s unstable at the moment!”My goodness! I couldn’t help clenching my fist—that level of radiation might not kill immediately, but it would still mean cancer under prolonged exposure. In other words, whatever was under the rift was a hell for mortals, and the only outcome for any normal lifeform falling in there was death, which was why we couldn’t lose our hazmat suits at all costs. After fixing an ascender to a sturdy pillar of the nuclear power plant, we slid down the rift of death, all of us dangling ove
I was descending regardless of what the others decided, because I knew that the entrance to the merfolk’s realm was down there, and I could definitely meet Dicken there.“We can’t keep heading down. Something must have happened to those beneath, and we’re calling it quits despite the handsome reward you’re offering,” David told Gary after some thought—he had always been smart, and understood that staying alive was most important after going through so much.“David, I’ll need you to deliver a letter for me.” I looked up at the mortal realm, but just as I was about to tell David about a letter addressed to my parents in my desk drawer, I suddenly remembered that the Seeker had been burnt down and my cabin with it. Chuckling bitterly, I instead said, “Uh, forget it—you guys should go back. I have to keep going.”“Why, Linda? Is it for the money? What would you need that for if you’re dead?” Luna abruptly yelled in agitation, and I could even hear her agitated breaths into her oxygen ma