Here we are, steering slowly into the uncharted waters of the apocalypse. Nothing moves; even the waves are hushed, unnerving: they roll coyly one over another, concealing the horror in the deep.
And we wait. Our lives are doomed, for the horror is a marine beast, pitiless like the legendary Kraken, vile like the mightiest of Lovecraftian monsters.
It’s rising now, and the waters start to boil. In a moment, it will emerge.