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... just before the western entrance to The Channel.
i had completed my patrol and was heading home... and with a strong sense that the gods would not abandon me, having watched over me so far to this point in the current career, i decided to transit The English Channel, then up towards our base at Bergen... it was right after we completed out turn to the east, and as we started our submerged run for the western entrance to the channel that my sound man picked up these strange sounds on his passive receivers... it sounded like a large hammer pounding on the hull of some sunken vessel... followed by a loud and long scraping sound... immediately i ordered the snorkel lowered, and ran up the observation scope to do a quick scan of the surface... nothing sighted i decided to play it safe... i took the boat down to 50 meters, and gave the order for silent operation... i then returned to the sound room where the operator was still picking up these weird undersea noises... could it be some new Allied secret weapon being tested... i set a course to the bearing of the sound and continued toward the source for further investigation... as we tracked inbound the sounds kept getting louder... as if we were closing in on some unknown undersea force... i could sense that the crew did not like this one bit... i even overheard a mention of untersea monsters... were we entering a graveyard of sunken ships... ghosts of sunken ships drawing us closer so that they could exact their vengence on us the still living... i immediately order battle stations, armed our remaining torpedoes... at least it would make the crew fell better... at the very least it would keep them occupied, their minds on the job at hand instead of the ghost outside the hull... my sound man looked up at me with a perplexed look... 'shut up Henry, i said, even though he had not uttered a word... i knew what he was thinking... our torpedoes would be of no use against the spectres of the deep... we contnuned inbound for another two hours... anxiously hunting the source of the unusual soundings, when sudden the navigator shouted that we were entering shallow waters... i brought the sub up to periscope depth again, and did a check of the surface... still nothing... i went back to the sound room, only to find that my sound man had lost the sound, and could no longer pick it up... not wanting to push my luck any farther i broke off the search and ordered a course east... towards a more real and equally frightening unseen enemy... --Mike |
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