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448 pages, Hardcover
First published November 14, 2017
It was beautiful, in its own terrible way. So many monsters are.It has been a YEAR and I still have not stopped thinking about how great this book was and how much I love it and how much I want to reread it every day of my life, and someday soon I'm going to make all of you read it with me and then we'll REALLY be nailing it
鈥淲hen someone kills an American citizen, we don鈥檛 say, 鈥極h well, we killed one of theirs last week; we鈥檙e calling it even,鈥欌€� she said. 鈥淲e declare war. We sweep civilizations off the face of the globe. They won鈥檛 care that they started it. They鈥檙e only going to care who finishes it, and to be honest, I鈥檓 not sure it鈥檚 going to be us.鈥�
鈥淭hey were still miles from home, adrift on an uncaring sea, and the worst was yet to come. The worst was always yet to come.鈥�
Every person on this vessel was a story in the process of telling itself, and all of them were fascinating, and all of them deserve to be heard.
鈥淚nto the Drowning Deep is the story of what happens when science belongs to the highest bidder, when sensationalism outweighs safety, when the news cycle must be fed no matter what the cost. It is the story of what it means to grieve so deeply that your bones are coral made, that your heart refuses to be still until the sins of the past can be put safely to rest, that the world weighs too much, crushing you. And yeah, it's a story about mermaids. Horrifying, marine biologist-approved mermaids, lurking in the deepest parts of the ocean, ready to devour you.鈥�
The Atargatis had found the mermaids because the people on the ship were made of meat, and the mermaids had empty stomachs that they wanted to fill. That was how you found things, in the sea. Be delicious. That was all you ever had to do.
Do I think they found mermaids?
Yes. Of course I do.
And I think the mermaids ate them all.
Luis looked at her worriedly as he unlocked the car. 鈥淵ou鈥檙e making the scary face again.鈥�
鈥淲hich one?鈥�
鈥淭he one that says you鈥檙e going to burn down the world if that鈥檚 what it takes to get what you want.鈥�
They were still miles from home, adrift on an uncaring sea, and the worst was yet to come. The worst was always yet to come.
鈥淪hips kept on disappearing. Since the start of man鈥檚 relationship with the sea, ships kept on disappearing. So assume the mermaids have never forgotten about us. We wrote them off as legends as soon as they were no longer knocking on our front door.鈥�
鈥淎re mermaids real? Yes. Are mermaids friendly? No.鈥�
鈥淲hen someone kills an American citizen, we don鈥檛 say, 鈥極h well, we killed one of theirs last week; we鈥檙e calling it even,鈥欌€� she said. 鈥淲e declare war. We sweep civilizations off the face of the globe. They won鈥檛 care that they started it. They锟斤拷锟絩e only going to care who finishes it, and to be honest, I鈥檓 not sure it鈥檚 going to be us.鈥�
鈥淚t was beautiful, in its own terrible way. So many monsters are.鈥�
The creature hisses, showing bloody teeth. Then, in a perfectly human, perfectly chilling voice, it says, "Come on, Kevin, don鈥檛 you have the shot yet?"
She wasn鈥檛 laughing when the screams started behind her, high and shrill and terrified, or when she felt the touch of a hand鈥攐ddly long and spindly, covered in a cool, clammy film like aloe gel was smeared across the skin鈥攐n the back of her ankle.
Do I think the found mermaids
Yes. Of course I do.
And I think the mermaids ate them all.
In the picture, the creature鈥攖he mermaid鈥� was facing away from the camera, pulling itself along the Atargatis deck with clawed hands. It鈥檚 tail was broad and flat, more like an eel鈥檚 than a dolphin鈥檚 and while the substance growing from its scalp could have passed for hair under the right light, it was clearly something ... else.
Are mermaids real? Yes. Are mermaids friendly? No. Why is that so hard?
'Thank you,' she signed to the siren鈥攐ne of a handful of signs they鈥檇 been working on for the last few months.
The siren hesitated. Then, with the deliberation of someone who was learning a foreign language, it signed back, 'You鈥檙e welcome.'
"He鈥檚 gone," said the second man, before she could ask why not. "The damned mermaids got into the control room while we were working on the servos. Ate him, and the first mate, and two of the navigators. The place is a slaughterhouse.The thrashing mass of sirens writhed atop his body, their hands rending him into pieces. In the end, he was barely a mouthful for each of them.
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