BIOSHOCK:
'Oww...' the room shook as water started to filter in. Bags, life jackets and papers floated past several disorientated passangers. Carlos Siera was awake immediatly, it took him a few seconds to realize why he was waste deep in water, and by then three other people had come to, one man and two women. 'What happened?' the stewardess wondered.
'Well, obviously the plane crashed and is now sinking.' the male snorted. 'Now let's get out of here before we get dragged down with it.'
'What about the other people?' Carlos asked.
'They're dead by the looks of it.'
'Our stuff?'
'No time!' the stewardess said as she opened an emergency door and let them out.
'Ugh...I'm supposed to be in a five star hotel right now...Not treading water in the middle of the Atlantic!' the female passenger whined as they paddled to stay afloat amongst the sinking wreckage. 'I mean, what the hell did we crash into?!'
'What's your name?' the man asked.
'Sheva.' she replied. 'you?'
'Alex.' he said. 'Okay Sheva, I'm going to say this slowly. Shut! Up!'
'People!' Carlos ordered. 'I think we hit that.' Trying his best to stay afloat he raised a hand and pointed at the ruined lighthouse. 'Ah! Solid ground!' Sheva gasped and they started to swim towards it.
'Some freaky lighthouse...' Carlos whispered as they crept down the stairs, shuddering in their drenched clothing. 'Not really what you expect to find in the middle of the Atlantic is it?' Sheva asked. 'And this isn't really what you expect to find in a lighthouse...' she added as they found the bathysphere. 'Ooo...I'm chlostrophobic...' Alex shuddered and they walked in. On curiosity, the stewardess pulled the lever. Thus began their descent into the underwater hell...
'What is this place...?' the stewardess, Melissa wondered as they bathysphere bubbled to the surface and the door opened. The area beyond revealed what must once have been a mosaic tiled room. It was now dark and dirty, blood splattered on the loose tiles. Cautiously they emerged from the bathysphere and walked around. 'Can you feel that?' Sheva wondered.
'What?' Carlos asked.
'I feel like I'm being watched...' she replied with a shiver. Alex looked up at some of the graffiti, the writing was unsteady and shaky "We work together for The Family" 'Please say that's not blood on my shoes.' Sheva said as she stepped through a dark puddle.
'Which way now?' Carlos asked as he checked a mould covered map. 'So we're here. In....Rapture?' he wondered. Rapture. The word echoed in Melissa's mind, but she couldn't think why. 'So where do we go from here?' Alex asked before there came rapid footsteps, everyone looked around what they saw next was a blur of red light and a cracking sound as the glass ceiling began to splinter. 'Run!' Carlos ordered and they split into three different corridors before the water started pouring in and rushed after them.
Alex groaned as he shoved the bulkhead door closed and spun the wheel to lock it in place. 'Great...Soaked through twice in one day...' he sighed. Alex walked along the hallway beyond and stopped to peek out a window, he could see the true extent of the underwater city. 'What a wreck..' he said before moving on.
Sheva and Carlos shoved the bulkhead door shut and the last few splatters of water that had made it through landed on them. 'Well...That was polite. We've only been here five minutes and already the locals are trying to kill us.' Carlos shrugged as they left the door and began to explore the greenery around them. 'How are there trees down here?' Sheva asked.
'Well, it's the bottom of the ocean, the air has to come from somewhere.' Carlos replied. Both of them kept moving cautiously, watching out for any signs that this place was about to flood. 'What about the other two?' Sheva wondered. 'I hope they're alright.'