"Irene stop, we've been flying for hours already"
"Leave me alone Ivan"
"We're close to the Atlantic ocean, this is a suicide mission!"
"Shut up dude, no one is dying. We'll just fly across it" she said and increased the jets speed.
Towards the middle, she felt like something was pushing it.
"What's going on?"
"I should be asking you that, I know nothing about flying jets"
"There's still enough gas, I don't understand what's happening"
Like it was being pulled by a magnetic force, slowly, the jet kept going down. For a while she kept trying to fly up but it wasn't working.
"Um, Ivan?" She called,
"Have you heard of the Bermuda triangle?"
"Yea. Its believed to be in the middle of the Atlantic... Wait, Irene this is the Atlantic ocean!"
"Stop screaming! Well, as much as I hate to admit it, I can't fly this thing anymore, we're being pulled down. Could the myth be true?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Check the controls, maybe there's a problem there"
"There's no problem anywhere. Look outside" she said. They were barely above the water now.
"What do we do now, I told you that you would get us killed!"
"Quit yelling you idiot, I didn't force you into this jet"
"Oh lord, I'm not even a father yet" he sobbed and Irene rolled her eyes.
"Isn't that for the best?"
He glared at her and then looked outside.
"We're almost inside, what do we do now?"
"Maybe we should jump out, we could be able to swim out of here"
"Irene, this is an ocean, not the pool in your dad's house. I bet there are lots of crocodiles in there"
Below the jet, a huge circle opened in the ocean.
"We're gonna die, we're gonna die"
"Enough Ivan"
"We're being pulled into the middle of an ocean by an invisible force, that's just a longer way to explain death!"
"You.."
The jet started shaking furiously, forcing her to shut up. Like it was shoved, the jet fell in with great speed. The twins screamed at the top of their voices. For what seemed like a whole day, they kept falling through the dark tunnel which had walls of water. It was horrifying.
