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The Haunted Shipwreck Shaina Tranquilino September 25, 2024

The ocean was still that morning, a glassy expanse stretching into the horizon, as divers Jon and Tasheena prepared their descent. They had heard the rumours, of course—stories whispered in the shadowy corners of taverns near the docks about The Carina, an early 19th-century cargo ship that vanished without a trace nearly two hundred years ago. According to legend, it was perfectly preserved at the ocean’s floor, waiting for someone—or something—to bring its tragic past to light.

Jon tightened his oxygen tank and gave Tasheena a nod. "You ready for this?"

She adjusted her mask and grinned through the glass. "Born ready. Let’s find that ship."

The two divers plunged into the depths, the sunlight refracting through the clear water above them, growing dimmer the deeper they swam. After a half-hour descent, the shadow of something massive loomed ahead.

“There,” Jon signaled, pointing to the dark shape emerging in the murky water.

As they got closer, their headlamps cut through the gloom, illuminating the ghostly outline of The Carina. To their astonishment, the ship looked as if it had only recently been submerged. The wood was intact, ropes still hung loosely from the masts, and the sails—though worn—remained tethered. There was no sign of coral or barnacles overtaking the hull, as though time itself had forgotten the wreck.

Tasheena's voice crackled through the communication system. “This can’t be right. Ships like this shouldn’t be this well preserved. It’s… untouched.”

Jon was about to respond when something caught his eye—figures. For a fleeting moment, shapes moved just within the edge of his vision, like shadows passing through the dark corridors of the ship.

“Tasheena, did you see that?”

She turned her light toward the spot where he was staring. “See what?”

“I thought I saw… never mind.” He shook off the feeling. “Let’s head inside.”

They entered through a gaping hole in the ship’s hull, likely torn open when the vessel went down. Inside, the eerie preservation continued. Wooden crates were stacked along the walls, barrels remained lashed in place, and the captain’s quarters were still furnished as if awaiting the return of its master. Jon and Tasheena exchanged glances, both feeling the heavy silence that clung to the wreck.

Tasheena approached an old ledger on the captain’s desk. She flipped through the brittle pages, marvelling at the fact that they hadn’t disintegrated over time. But as she read, her face paled.

“Jon… you need to hear this.”

She began to read aloud from the final entry, dated August 12, 1821:

We are lost. Cursed, perhaps. The crew grows restless, their eyes haunted by something unseen. We hear voices in the night, calling from the deep. They speak in tongues we do not understand, yet we cannot help but listen. Men have begun to disappear, claimed by the sea or by something far worse. We make for land, but I fear we shall never reach it. Should anyone find this log, know that we were not meant to survive.

Jon felt a chill crawl up his spine. “So the ship’s crew went mad?”

Tasheena shook her head slowly. “I think they were haunted.”

As the words left her mouth, a sudden movement in the water behind her made Jon's heart stop. Slowly, he turned, raising his light.

At first, there was nothing—just the dark, still waters of the sunken ship. Then, from the shadowed corridor, a figure emerged. It wore the tattered remains of a sailor’s uniform, its face gaunt, hollow eyes staring blankly ahead. But it wasn’t alone. More figures drifted from the darkness, their forms translucent, their movements unnaturally slow, as if trapped in a dream. They floated toward the divers with an unsettling calm.

“Jon…” Tasheena whispered, her voice barely audible over the comms. “We need to get out of here.”

Jon backed toward the opening they had come through, his heart pounding in his chest. “Don’t look at them. Just move.”

The ghosts of The Carina drifted closer, their eyes following the divers. One reached out a hand, its fingers brushing past Jon's arm. A sharp coldness pierced his skin, and he flinched, kicking back with a surge of panic. He could feel the weight of the ship’s tragic past pressing in around him, the despair of the lost crew clawing at his mind.

Tasheena had already reached the opening, turning to signal Jon when her light caught something else—movement from within the captain’s quarters. A tall figure, wearing a long, sea-soaked coat, stood just inside the room. The captain. His face was drawn tight, skin pulled back over bone, eyes glowing faintly with an eerie blue light. He stepped forward, and though no words passed his lips, Tasheena felt his message reverberate through the water.

Stay. Join us.

“No!” she shouted, swimming toward Jon.

He reached for her, their hands just brushing as something cold and invisible tugged at her legs. Tasheena gasped, thrashing, trying to pull free, but the spectral grip tightened. Jon grabbed her arm with both hands and kicked furiously, propelling them both toward the surface.

The ghostly crew followed, their hollow eyes staring after the divers with an ancient sorrow. But they did not leave the ship. They could not.

As the surface broke above them, Jon and Tasheena gasped for air, tearing off their masks as they climbed back onto their boat. For several minutes, neither spoke, their eyes locked on the still water below.

Finally, Tasheena broke the silence. “They wanted us to stay. To join them.”

Jon nodded, his face pale. “We were lucky to get out.”

They both knew that the crew of The Carina hadn’t been so fortunate. Bound to their ship, they would drift forever in that watery grave, waiting for the next unwary souls to stumble upon their cursed wreck.

As the boat sped back toward the safety of the shore, Jon glanced over his shoulder at the calm sea behind them. Though the sun shone brightly, casting shimmering light across the water, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was watching from below—waiting, patient as the tide.

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The Lurking Leviathan: Minecrafts Ocean Horror! #minecraft #minecraftshorts

Dive into the depths of Minecraft’s oceans and encounter the terrifying Leviathan! This colossal sea monster will send shivers down your spine. Join me as we explore its haunting lair and uncover its deadly secrets. #Minecraft #Leviathan #OceanHorror Dive into the depths of terror with our latest video, “The Lurking Leviathan: Minecraft’s Ocean Horror!” Are you ready to face your fears beneath the waves? In this spine-chilling Minecraft adventure, we explore the mysterious and treacherous waters of the game, where a monstrous leviathan lurks just out of sight. Join us as we uncover the secrets of this oceanic horror that has haunted players for ages! From eerie sounds echoing through the deep to heart-stopping encounters with this colossal creature, every moment is packed with suspense and excitement. Will you be brave enough to venture into the abyss? Or will you succumb to the terror that lies beneath? What to expect in this video: – A thrilling exploration of Minecraft’s ocean biomes – Heart-pounding moments as we encounter the lurking leviathan – Tips and tricks for surviving in these perilous waters – Stunning visuals that bring the horror to life Don’t miss out on this epic journey into fear! Hit that play button and prepare yourself for an unforgettable experience. If you enjoy our content, make sure to give us a thumbs up and share it with your fellow Minecraft enthusiasts! Subscribe for more spine-tingling adventures: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCde68JxF6O9SG00Ll3IE6vg?sub_confirmation=1 Join our community of brave explorers and stay updated on all things Minecraft! Your next adventure awaits—if you dare! #Minecraft #MinecraftShorts #OceanHorror #Leviathan #GamingAdventure #SubscribeNow #abc123 https://gabbyandmercy.wordpress.com/2024/09/02/%f0%9f%98%b1-the-lurking-leviathan-minecrafts-ocean-horror-%f0%9f%98%b1-minecraft-minecraftshorts/

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The Lurking Leviathan: Minecraft's Ocean Horror! #minecraft #minecraftshorts

Dive into the depths of Minecraft's oceans and encounter the terrifying Leviathan! This colossal sea monster will send shivers down your spine. Join me as we explore its haunting lair and uncover its deadly secrets. #Minecraft #Leviathan #OceanHorror🌊😱 Dive into the depths of terror with our latest video, "The Lurking Leviathan: Minecraft's Ocean Horror!" 🌊😱 Are you ready to face your fears beneath the waves? In this spine-chilling Minecraft adventure, we explore the mysterious and treacherous waters of the game, where a monstrous leviathan lurks just out of sight. Join us as we uncover the secrets of this oceanic horror that has haunted players for ages! From eerie sounds echoing through the deep to heart-stopping encounters with this colossal creature, every moment is packed with suspense and excitement. Will you be brave enough to venture into the abyss? Or will you succumb to the terror that lies beneath? 🔍 What to expect in this video: - A thrilling exploration of Minecraft's ocean biomes - Heart-pounding moments as we encounter the lurking leviathan - Tips and tricks for surviving in these perilous waters - Stunning visuals that bring the horror to life Don't miss out on this epic journey into fear! Hit that play button and prepare yourself for an unforgettable experience. If you enjoy our content, make sure to give us a thumbs up and share it with your fellow Minecraft enthusiasts! 🔔 Subscribe for more spine-tingling adventures: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCde68JxF6O9SG00Ll3IE6vg?sub_confirmation=1 Join our community of brave explorers and stay updated on all things Minecraft! Your next adventure awaits—if you dare! 🌊💀 #Minecraft #MinecraftShorts #OceanHorror #Leviathan #GamingAdventure #SubscribeNow #abc123

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Greatest Sea Horror: ‘A Descent into the Maelstrom’ by Edgar Allan Poe

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Allan Poe and the script writer joke around. #liferaftthemovie #Horror #oceanhorror

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Krakus

The moon hung in the sky, a day yet from its full-state and already tired in its orbit. The sickly yellow luminosity seeped through a blanket of mottled, undulating cloud with an oily halo, proclaiming the body to be the lone sentinel of the heavens. No stars could be seen through the uneven backdrop; none would dare be bold enough to try. No breeze stirred and the air was heavy. Were it not for the muted glittering of the waves below, looking upon this scene would be akin to staring at a backlit painting, slowly feeling imprisoned in its absolute stillness where even breathing feels like giving away one's position. The shoreline a distant memory, fates coalesced and now was the time. Such was the apprehensive tranquillity of the night that the gradual breaking of the waves was almost unnoticeable to the eye, unless one were already trained upon that spot. Groping tentacles first slid flatly onto the surface, themselves wetly reflecting the pallid glare from above. Silently, more appeared around them. And more. Too many to be a single creature surely, but too intertwined to count and impossible to tell apart. The activity spread outward like an ink blot on black paper until all that could be seen to each horizon was a writhing mass of uncanny, sub-aquatic intelligence. As thick tendrils began to reach upward, almost in supplication to their lunar sovereign, eyes began to open between them. A great many eyes; malevolent, turquoise orbs bulging in the wan light and roving wildly as their owners bobbed upon the sea. They appeared to blink as their vision was blocked momentarily by the swaying, outstretched feelers of others. Slowly, they gained their bearing as if coming to unspoken agreement, and focused on the reason they had been called from their slimy bed. The ocean itself seemed to sag when, as one, they swarmed into the ship...

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😱 The Lurking Leviathan: Minecraft’s Ocean Horror! 😱 #minecraft #minecraftshorts

Dive into the depths of Minecraft’s oceans and encounter the terrifying Leviathan! This colossal sea monster will send shivers down your spine. Join me as we explore its haunting lair and uncover its deadly secrets. #Minecraft #Leviathan #OceanHorror Dive into the depths of terror with our latest video, “The Lurking Leviathan: Minecraft’s Ocean Horror!” Are you ready to face your fears beneath…

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Allan Poe prepares for the next horror Gore money shot while Richard Smith comes out from the office to watch him suffer. What are friends for lol #Horror #liferaftthemovie #Gore #oceanhorror

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Edgar Allan Poe IV puking up some rather nasty jerky #Horror #liferaftthemovie #edgarallanpoe #oceanhorror #foundfootage

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The director whom is also starring in the film as Todd relaxes in the life raft with the other cast mates. #liferaftthemovie #Horror #oceanhorror #ocean #terror #foundfootage #pov

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Some shot I was toying around with to mimic those old retro style 80s horror movie posters.I think it turned out well.I touched it up in varying colors.Whci does everyone think looks good.I've worked on the film for 3 days so far and it's been fun. #horror #liferaftthemovie #liferaft #film #80shorror #oceanhorror