The Falkenberg Run Carlos Wiggen Author

Another colossal wave made the section heel over nearly forty-five degrees. As the bottom part moved accordingly, the pull led the limp torpedo with it and, it crashed against the metal. That made it come to life. It sped up, made a full turn and rammed the flotsam, demolishing its deepest point. The hut came loose and fell straight into the water then continued–and hit a steel beam in the subs’ harness, cutting it and making the Ayr slip downward, nose first. That spelled the end for the rest of the construction, and the sub, free, began an uncontrolled dive toward the massive, barren plain of the seamount.