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Below
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Ongoing, First published Aug 22, 2015
Mature
Inspired by Tim Currans terrifying novel, Dead Sea, comes a tale of deep sea terror. 
One man wakes up to find himself helplessly adrift in the sea, surrounded by thick, errie fog. With no memory or recollection of how he got there it is not long before he begins to realise that he is not alone in his environment. Something deep beneath the ocean is watching, waiting patiently to strike out. Something old, ancient and primordial. 
When he finds other survivors, he slowly begins to piece together his fragmented memories. But the mystery still remains as to where they are and just who or what is coming for them.
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ALL THAT WAS LEFT BEHIND

38 parts Complete

Imagine a box. Any box you want. It could be a vintage chestnut chest imported from France, or a simple moldy cardboard box. Either way, it serves the same purpose, being shoved away in the corners of your dusty attic, with a variety of miscellaneous forgotten treasures. You never realise it's up there, abandoned in the thick coating of dust and neglect, until one day, it's all gone. It's always gone just when you discover that its contents may have been key to uncovering the troubled past of that box. But how much would it matter? How far would you go to retrieve the lost broken reveries? My name is Sea. It's a strange name, I know, especially since I can't recall ever being near a sea, but my folks have always been rather strange people. At least, from what I can remember. I've never really known them, but my whole life has been formed around their existence. The things I have learned from them could be looked at as troubled lessons of the world I lived in, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. However, accepting that fact could only be the beginning. This is all that I had gained from my life, and everything my parents gave me. This is all that they had left behind.