An alarm blares. 'Tigernouth on sonar. All personnel to stations.' We drop the cards and scramble.
This deep, in the cold and alien sea, there are many terrors and chief among them is the Tigermouth. Not the biggest predator, nor the fastest, but a Tigermouth does something that no other thing down here can. They make the crew act strange.
Something, some signal or frequency, makes people act odd. Violent.
We aren't supposed to carry any weapons aboard, they're all kept in the armoury. But with a Tigermouth about, I know that every person on this sub is going to their hiding places, to collect stashed weapons. Not for the Tigermouth, but for each other.
Paddy Dobson
6th April 2023