Chapter 5 - We're done for

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As the nose of the submersible tilted downward and all of the seven passengers on board fell on top of each other, did the moment really kick in.
"Get off maaaahhh!!!" Screamed Nick as he desperately tried to pull himself up from being on the bottom. Stockton and Jimmy were fighting to get to the very top. Suleman was getting crushed by the mass of bodies and was struggling to breathe.
Everyone was screaming as they kicked and squirmed. Shahzada punched on the back of Hamish as Hamish was pulling his legs down.
Paul was sandwiched in between, his squished lungs preventing him from making any sound.
It was true nightmare, and they all felt it boil in their bones and flood through their veins. They wanted nothing more than to just— be gone.
The diarrhea had also been spilled on top of them and the soaked shirts were too inside the pile of humans. And the taunting takis bags were placed on top. Awesome, Nick. Look at what you've done. Now they are suffering a hundred times more.
Suleman was crying to himself, and soon everyone too. They didn't want to suffer any longer.
"Goodbye everyone." Shahzada was the first to speak.
"I'll miss you," replied Stockton.
The sub cracked once more.
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Crunch.
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It was three months later, and the rest of the submersible was found. The sub had found its fate on the bottom of the Atlantic ocean, multiple debris found scattered hundreds of meters apart. The seven passengers' fate were meet with an implosion.
"Keep looking!" Shouted the Captain as he placed his hand on the chair. In the chair was a young brown-haired man. He was controlling a deep diving device on the computer, searching for more wreckage of the sub.
The Captain narrowed his eyes when he noticed some objects on the floor bed.
"Look over there." He pointed to the monitor screen.
The young man directed the device to hover over the spot his boss pointed to. He too noticed the weird shapes in the sand.
"Pick them up and we'll look into it."
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Once the diving was over, and the device was brought back up to surface, they collected their gatherings.
"This one looks like a piece of the main compartment." A young blonde woman held up a chip of white.
"This looks like it came from the wiring." She held out some copper.
"And this is a rubrics cube." She held out a saturated rubrics cube.
"Good, good. Now for Noah's findings." The Captain says.
Noah looks through his bag, pulling out some takis bags.
"Takis?" The Captain asks. "Who is eating Takis at the bottom of the ocean?" He laughs.
Noah proceeded to pull out a chip. It spiked the Captain's interest, so he took it.
The Captain then proceeded to flip it around, giving it a good viewing before placing it onto the table.
"A video card."

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