Please be advised that this story had been under a different Pen name. Due to the constant issues with the computer. I had to redo the story a little before opening up a new account.
THE OCEAN'S DEPTH
Doctor Carole Mendez and four others on her team have been switching back and forth with the Institute's diving bell developed at Mexico City Institute. Doctor Mendez aged 45 years old along with her husband Daniel with funding from the United States Government and Admiral Harriman Nelson.
It's been her job and the others searching for minerals needed from the ocean's floor in the South Pacific and North Atlantic. These precise metals are needed for the Lunar missions, the Space Station, and the space program developed by a small team of Russians.
Up above the surface of the South Pacific, the large science vessel the Caroline had been monitoring the three diving bells alternating every 12 hours, and this time Doctor Andres of the African Institute was collecting samples when all of a sudden the ocean floor started to shake with measurements on the Richter scale of 6 for the most part.
Doctor Andres this time was alone on the bell since his partner was above resting in his sleeping quarters. He would feel the shake of the ocean floor not realizing that the bell was being sucked into it throwing him off several miles. Coming to his senses not knowing on whether the team on the Caroline was able to track the bell and himself. What was great about it was the fact that his heart rate had been hooked up to a device on his chest.
To those on board the Caroline, he was mostly still alive. However the tracking system had gone out both on the bell and the Caroline to really confused them. They just didn't have the time to search for him with needing help from the Nelson's Institute having the proper equipment and flying subs to search for Doctor Andres.
This is short, to begin with the story.