2 SCUBA stories

Man, I had the best diving week in my life.

First day of diving we go to a wreck at 100 feet. I start to get some sort of strange panic attack at 80. Weird sensation, since I didn't lose it, but I knew I wasn't all there. Everything turned into vivid colour, the fish all flashed their teeth at me as if they wanted to eat me, the ship was slipping in place ready to keel over, and I could SWEAR there was a rattling noise that only I could hear, from some mysterious diving instructor.
Now, I knew it wasn't nitrogen narcosis 'cos I wasn't deep enough and I had enriched-air, but I signalled to my buddy that I couldn't handle it and we started to head back. Got out of the water and I still felt high. Must have been the spinach burrekas I ate. No more diving that day, which was fine, I had three already. Fortunately, it turns out that my buddy had also heard the annoying rattling, which means it probably was some mysterious diving instructor. At least I wasn't completely crazy.

Then on our last day we went for a night dive to a sunken missile boat. Now, I've been there a few times, but never like this. We stood on the deck and switched off the flashlights. The moon lit the old ghost ship in silhouette, and everything was just awesome. On the way back, the flashlights light my buddies in a strange yelow light that seems to come from within, but only shows lines and curves, no solid shapes, like glowing embers.

I forgot how much fun this is.