(Book Three of the what if Series!!!)
Damien at last feels at peace!
Well... not all the time.
Sams kids don't like him that much and he is trying his hardest to be a second parent to them, so they don't always have to rely on Sam for everything.
An...
A whole damn century he's been missing. And the whole damn planet must have been searched!
There's a knock at the front door and I answer it.
There's nothing there, but a letter on the floor.
I pick it up and open it. It's just a scrap of paper with numbers on it
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What on earth does that mean?
I turn it over.
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Oh my god.
I take a picture of both sides and post it to Instagram to see if anyone can work out what the numbers mean.
After a few more weeks, I get a message from an ex navy officer called Tom.
Tom: nautical coordinates.
Me: what?
Tom: they're nautical coordinates. You're husband is in the deepest ocean in the world.
Me: oh my god.
Tom: the Mariana Trench.
Me: thank you so much.
I look up from my phone, "oh my god. Oh my god."
I call the police...
Tom came all the way from Germany to help us find the coordinates, and then we had a giant grabby thing go down to grab whatever Damien was in.
We eventually get it and It's a glass box and inside is Damien, a small pile of books, and an orb of light.
The top is pries open and I help Damien out of it.
"Something is down there and it was trying to get me..."
I crouch down and hug him, "I've missed you so much!!" "It can get me now... it can get me... I'm out of the box... it can get me... it can get me... it can get me..."
Something thuds on the boat.
I turn to see a half man, half fish, half oozy stuff. Wait, that's three half's.
