Colossus By Design: Entry 0082 - Keep It Clean

[December 14, 2145]
[Atlantic Ocean, off the coast of the former American continent]
[Atlantic Dead Zone]

[Seafaring tanker is passing through the overly-polluted stretch of ocean]


(Captain): Alright, this looks like a good place! Dump everything over the edge!


[Crewmen begin dumping barrels of waste into the polluted waters below]


(Crewman 1): Uh, ma'am, are you sure this is safe?

(Captain): Of course I am! This stretch of water here is absolutely filled to the brim with polluted waters, suffocating algae, and more jellyfish than you could fathom. EVERYONE dumps their waste here.

(Crewman 2): You gotta admit, Captain, what with all these P.E.M.F.s nowadays, you never know where they might be lurking.

(Captain): Bah! Quit your worrying and get back to dumping! We only have a few more hours of darkness before the sun comes up and turns this place into a gaseous no-man's-land!


[Bubbles begin to form in a large cluster just off the tanker's starboard side]


(Crewman 3): Ma'am, come look at this!


[Captain rushes over to join her crew, noticing the bubbling formation as well]


(Crewman 2): Is that normal?

(Crewman 1): I don't know.

(Crewman 3): Maybe it's--

(Captain): All of you, stop worrying! It's just gas bubbles rising to the surface from the depths. Get back to work you lazy sons of bitches--


[Intense roaring is heard from the water]


(Captain): What in the devil--


[Enormous sludge-like appendage reaches out from the water off the port side of the tanker, rocking the vessel and causing the crew to panic]
[Second sludge-like appendage reaches out from the tanker's other side]
[Both appendages wrap around the tanker, engulfing it and bringing it down into the depths]

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[December 17, 2145]
[St. Johns, Canadian origin continent]
[St. Johns Seaport]

[An average day at the sea port; ships come and go; workers load and unload supplies]
[Sudden wave of dark polluted water and material begins to wash into the port bay]
[All ships caught in sludge are unable to move]


(Foreman): Hey! What's going on out there?

(Fisher): Looks like a big wave of polluted debris just washed in!

(Foreman): Alright, I'll call the health department. We can't have this waste clogging up the seaport!


[Foreman begins to call up the St. Johns health department]
[A low rumble is heard from the polluted water]
[All dock workers' attentions are piqued by the noise]