Sergius Gustaf

A Man Calls into the Void and the Void Answers

another entry

“Ever tried a night dive?”

“Dive? as in scuba diving?”

“Yup”

“I haven’t. I’ve never tried scuba diving.”
“Have you?”

“I have, and it was both fascinating and terrifying.”

“Really? What do you mean by that?”

“So… There was this moment when I looked around while 18 meters deep. I could see the lights from my buddies’ flashlights ahead of me. Then, I turned back and aimed my light into the void.”

“Up, down, left, right—pitch black and silent.”

“What did it feel like? Must’ve been terrifying!”
“Or cool, I can’t imagine”

“It was terrifying! but not in the way you’d expect.”

“Then what made it scary?”

“Well, when I pointed my light into the void, I knew I wouldn’t see anything, nor was I expecting to. I was just curious about staring directly into that abyss while 18 meters under the ocean. The scary part was: what if something did appear from that pitch-black void? What if it responded to my light?”

“Holy cow, that’s some horror movie stuff!”

“For thirty seconds, I stared into the void. When the thought of the void responding crept in, I quickly turned and swam back to rejoin my group.”

“Bro, if I were you, I would stay really close to my group and never look back.”

“But there was still this curiosity nagging at me. I occasionally glanced back into the void. Part of me hoped something would slowly emerge, but the other part reminded me to stay vigilant for any potential danger.”

“And then, there was a sound”

“It was faint at first, barely registering over the sound of my own breathing. But then it grew louder, more distinct.”

“Low, rumbling sound, echoing through the water”

“Was it a whale? What was that?”

“Bro, there are no whales in Bali. I was at a shipwreck site.”

“A shipwreck?!?”
“What were you doing at a shipwreck site at night??”

“It was one of the training dives I had to do to get my advanced license. I thought it was gonna be an okay dive. Turned out it became a borderline horror story”

“What happened then? Do you know where the voices came from?”

“To be honest, I don’t really know. I was freaking out when I heard the voices. It sounded like they came from the depths of the wreck. This eerie hum filled the water, sending shivers down my spine. It’s like the wreck itself was alive, responding to our presence.”

“No one in my group knew what it was, but we knew we had to get out of there. So, we swam back to the surface and no one dared to look back. I was afraid that if I looked back into the darkness, the voices would swallow us.”

“But you were okay, right? Nothing bad happened?”

“Fortunately, nothing happened. When we finally surfaced, gasping for air, I couldn’t shake the feeling that we had disturbed something ancient, something powerful, something that should’ve been left undisturbed.”