“This thing doesn’t end,” Edwin finally said. His voice carried strangely in the wind. “How far do you think it goes?” Elias checked the sonar again. “Farther than we’ve gone so far. Look. There’s a solid mark ahead. Could be where it stops.”
They drifted over the spot and cut the motor. The world fell silent except for the soft hiss of water against steel. Elias looked down. The surface below was still, dark, too dark for the time of day. He turned to Edwin. “You ready?”