His Fatal Mistake, My Sweet Revenge

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e. It wasn't just the wind; it was the abyss itself, singing its death song. Eac

t, was a desperate prayer. I knew its limitations. It wasn't designed for extreme depths, for

hisper that cut deeper than the freezing water. The image of the sharpened metal shar

tion that stole the last remnants of my body heat. My muscles cramped, my teeth chattered uncontrollably. I could f

s, leaped with a flicker of desperate hope. Had the

too loud, too self-a

om. They weren't alone. Another figure, one of the junior expedition m

er voice trembling dramatically. "She... she attacke

to protest, tried to speak, but my throat was still raw, my voice

He picked it up, his brow furrowed with concern. "This... this is from the com

t. "Look at her, David. Hysterical. Self-destructive. Sh

se Jeffery, nodded slowly. "She does l

ble, lost in the cacophony of the failing sub. The win

his face. "It's always been like this, David. Her jealousy. Her ambition. She couldn't stand

just jealous, darling. Don't let her get to you." His voice was so

ze over his shoulder. Her eyes, cold

air of official finality. "A risk to the mission, to everyon

gments. Reality, cold and brutal, settled over me. There was no mis

unresponsive, sank further into the cold metal. The darkn

t, methodical. "And await extraction. She'll be removed

o a swirling vortex of black. I was falling. Falling into the abyss,

, a

was out of place. Too powerful, too rhythmic. Not the

hythmic beat. A hum that vib

mething else. Som

lico