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Well head in the other direction. Carlson might get some good shots, if theres anything left to photograph.
Diver Tuttle was the last one out of A36. He turned for a final look at the stateroom and swallowed hard. He thought he saw movement under his More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine light-more of a shadow, actually. A lei day
shadow, like smoke, trying to form a more distinct shape. Just debris, he decided, and followed the others out. They were back in the Grand Staircase area, debating briefly whether to descend to B deck-as Gillespie was suggesting-or proceed aft More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine toward the writing room that Andrews had wanted to convert to staterooms, big baby davis
the staircase and the lounge. Gillespie wanted to see the next level down. We should at least try B deck. Nothing left there but more staterooms, Jackman insisted. Probably in worse shape than the two More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine weve seen. Besides, if we go any lower, were asking for trouble. A deck seems reasonably safe, and rande gerber
thinks we might be able to reach B deck from the outside, off that promenade deck. Its a safer route, Bill. Gillespie knew their time was limited. Youre More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine the boss. Well head aft. They headed nowhere, for at that moment, Lawrences voice crackled in their helmets. Divers, Chase, weve got company! Jesus, now what? Jackman micah pate
Jeff, whats up?
The biggest goddamned fish I ever saw, or maybe a reptile of some kind. Looks like a gigantic eel More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine with a head the size of a Mack truck. Holy cow, Todd, look at those teeth! The divers heard him gasp. Then ...
Todd, arm lasers.
Back to the boat deck, Jackman 
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Fast! They reached the boat deck, in time to see the enormous creature flash by Nemo, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine then reverse course swiftly and head back toward the submarine, which had turned to face it. Nemos own lights were illuminating it perfectly, and the divers stared in utter disbelief at its size. It was eel-like, mi lottery
Lawrence had described, but the huge body had the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine girth of a subway tube and Gillespie spotted slimy scales along the writhing length. It was bearing down on the submersible, its ugly mouth wide open. Carlson was so startled, she forgot the camera hanging on her belt. Fire, Jeff! Jackman cried. Shoot jessica simpson vanity fair
soundless beams of More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine blood-red light flashed toward the oncoming creature, impacting squarely on its head. It didnt disintegrate. It simply disappeared. Nemos lights were staring at ... precisely nothing. Like a hologram, Gillespie muttered. Like it wasnt real at all. Say again? Tuttle asked in a shaken voice. It looked like a hologram, a More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine three-dimensional image projected by lei day
light. His companions hardly had time to digest that statement when Lawrence, sounding rather shaken himself, informed them Chase was ordering immediate diver recovery and Nemos return to the surface. If that was a hologram, Commander Jackman muttered, theres someone else down here More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Jim Florentine trying to scare us away. Gillespie said enigmatically, Someone-or something. Chapter 16 Admiral mega millions may 1
paced the bridge, impatience growing with every tap of his shoes on the linoleum flooring. It was more than an hour after Nemos rec.
