As I make the last welds on the piping, I hear my radio crackle, “don’t go to the bottom, he awaits.”

“Who the hell is this?” I snap back on the radio, thinking it was a prank.

“Hamburger. USS Archerfish.”

That’s impossible, that ship went down in World War Two. This has to be a prank, I kept reassuring myself. “He waits for you, Yanni.” The voice over my speaker crackles, “he waits for us.”

Suddenly, my suit turns into a navy uniform. A large whale swims by, and swallows me hole.

The crew’s foreman reports success with no one missing or killed.