Kelcy's+Group

=In Too Deep=

September 23, 2008, 8:23 a.m. Brrring...Brrring...Brrring..."Hello." A woman in a bathrobe answered the phone standing in the empty hallway of the peaceful suburban house. "Hi." The voice was very deep. "This is Mr.Tillman. I am the head of the scientific research and design and I am looking for a Mrs. Marie Thompson." "This is her." Marie answered unaware of what this might be about. "I have called to offer you and your husband the opportunity of a lifetime. We are looking for a couple of scientists, like yourself to join me as well as Captain Wreck, the worlds most renouned submariner and one other in an expedition to unknown territory of the sea. This is quite a risk i must warn you, but the outcome could be greater than anyone can imagine. We are willing to pay top dollar for any discoveries found. I'm telling you this is a life changing experience, are you in? Marie pondered the question over in her head. If she and her husband discovered something big they could make enough money to finally start the family that she always wanted and settle down. What if something went wrong though could she live with the consequences? Without anymore thinking marie answered. "Yes. My husband and I would be honored." September 23, 2008, 5:28 p.m. The door opened slowly and a tall man with deep brown eyes, shaggy brown hair, and a long trench coat walked through it. He hung up his coat and walked to the living room where his wife was laying on the couch doing who-knows-what on the labtop in front of her. "I'm home." He said kissing her on the forehead and then sitting down in the recliner facing her. "So, how was your day?" "Fine." Marie mumbled in a voice so low he could barely make it out. "Um...don't be mad at me, but I kind of signed us up for something today." She looked up to see him staring at her with a worried look on his face. "In a couple of days we will be headed out to sea."

September 25, 2008, 8:30 p.m Ms.Eve Phish the up and coming, hot headed, marine biologist sat fuming in her office at the aquarium another Marine had just made a discovery that she was on the verge of discovering, when suddenly an alariming " RINNNNNG......RINNNNNNG..." resounded through her lonesome office. "Ugggh again with this phone." she exclaimed as she picked up to hear the raspy voice of Mr. Tillman. "Hello, I'm trying to reach Ms. Eve Phish." "It's her what do you want.... and who are you?" She responded. "My name is Mr. Tillman, and I'd like for you to join some friends and I on a scientific expedition." She remarked eagerly with" Please tell me //Mr. Tillman// what is it that we shall be //expediting//." "It will be a marine trip Ms. Phish, to unexplored territory. A women of your expertise could be helpful." He stated matter of factly She answered with "I'll consider it, for a big payday as well as of course, exposure to the press" Mr Tillman snickered " If this is what you want how's your picture on the front page of tomorrows paper sound along with twin 20,000 dollar paychecks, and of course money for any discoveries made." Eve said, with rising excitement in her voice "I'm in, where and when do we meet?" Mr. Tillman said "next week pier 18." the phone clicked and the line went dead. Eve was thinking to herself " what if it's a trap, I mean I knew I was good but to explore the unexplored am I that good?" Her confidence only wavered for a moment and her decision was made she was going she packed her bags and left her office for what may have been her last time.

September 30, 2008, 7:10 a.m. "Hello There!" Mr. Tillman called as he saw Mr. and Mrs. Thompson walking toward him from the parking lot with a suitcase as big as a closet. "I see we are ready to depart." Mr. Tillman glanced back and forth between the two trying to get one of them to talk. "Yes we certainly are." Mrs. Thompson said in a cheerful voice that showed how excited she was to be there. "I'm sorry." She said realizing that she hadn't introduced the two. "Mr. Tillman this is my husband Bill and Bill this is Mr. Tillman." She gestured toward them as she said this. "Hi." Mr. Tillman said as he held out a hand to shake. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I have read some of your work. You are truly a genius and you make such simple matters into so much more. What you come up with is remarkable." "Thanks." Bill said grabbing the man's hand. "What time do we depart?" Marie asked while turning to the side to get a better view of the ocean. "Wow, this is beautiful." The sun was just about to rise and the sky was a mixture of pinks and purples. "Well I can see who the talker is." Mr. Tillman chuckled. " We leave as soon as the Captain and Ms. Eve Phish arrive. Have you heard of her?" Bill shook his head slightly and Marie was still taking in the breath stopping scene. "She is a brillant marine biologist, a bit Quick tempered at times I must admit, but brillant." All of a sudden the water about a hundred yards off started to ripple and soon turned to big waves as a huge submarine rose out of it. The submarine came to rest right next to the dock and the door opened. Out stepped a heavy man with a gray beard the length of his yellow rain jacket. He looked very old from the wrinkles that shown on his face, but was only fifty. The man took a stride and nearly missed the dock. Marie gasped thinking the man would surely fall into the water, but he composed himself. "Bill, Marie let me introduce you to Captain Wreck." Mr. Tillman said walking around the man and placing his hands on the man's shoulders. "Hello ya'll." Captain Wreck said in a stange and unfamiliar accent. "Welcome to your home for the next few weeks." Captain Wreck pointed to the submarine. "I assure you it is top of the line. Nothing can possibly go wrong." "I see Mrs. Phish has arrived." Mr. Tillman said as he stared at the woman yelling on the phone and approaching them. "That she has, and with a vengeance it seems" stated Capt. Wreck. "We can only hope the wrath isn't taken out on us" said Mrs. Thompson. "Aye if that's what ye be hopin for don't bet on it, i been around stormy water enough to know when to take cover" Capt. Wrek said this as he quickly shuffled away from the scene. "He's quite the odd bird." Mr. Tillman said half joking half warning them Ms.Phish walked up to the group and on her phone said "I am done." Eve hung up looked at the group taking in every detail and finally said "I better be getting paid well for what //I// find." she calmly left the group and stepped into the submarine with eyes staring her down from the back. "Well i guess we're off" Mr. Tillman stated before entering the submarine. Mr. Thompson picked up the bag that Ms. Phish clearly expected some one to grab. "Awhhh honey, that's why I married you, i would have left it" Mrs. Thompson said amused.

October 3, 2008, 3:45 p.m. Ms. Phish had been a pleasant surprise to the group so far. She even apologized for their first meeting and formally met everyone. Maybe it was because of the ship's size and the plethora of five star chefs on board. "I hate cruises but three delicious meals a day and a comfy bed to sleep in beats staying home" Eve claimed. "You got that right" Mrs. Thompson replied with her mouth full. Mr. Tillman had a nervous look on him at times, but he frequently took pills that seemed to make him okay. The rest of the group seemed almost worried about it, thoughts crossed their mind such as "what did we get ourselves into, what if this guy is psycho?" Well the unanimously decided that even if this was true there was nothing that could help it now Mrs. Thompson thought. "When will we be there?" Nobody knew except Mr. Tillman and Capt. Wreck and they each responded with around mid day tomorrow. An unhappy Ms. Phish went to her room and studied fish outside her porthole and then fell into a hazy sleep.

October 3, 2008, 8:45 p.m. Everyone was in the sitting room that was just big enough to fit them all in comfortably. Mr. Tillman thought this was the best way for eveyone to get to know each other and communicate better. "So has anyone come up with any discoveries yet that they have neglected to mention?" Mr. Tillman looked around the room at all the faces that seemed to show no emotion. "Huh?" He wanted an answer and wasn't going to let his question be ignored. "How do you expect us to find something this quick? We have barely even started this expedition and I'm really starting to think were headed no where." Ms. Phish answered in her best annoyed voice the group has heard so far. "How could you be so rude?" Mrs. Thompson cut in. "Excuse me." Ms. Phish shot Marie an evil glare. "Who asked you Mrs. Im-So-Perfect?" "This is group discussion and the last time I checked I'm part of the group too. You think you're so high and mighty, better than everyone else, but newsflash!" Mrs. Thompson was now up out her chair and bent over in the face of Eve. "You are on the same page as all of us. You need money and this is the best offer you have come across. Im out of here. I can't deal with you anymore." With that Marie walked out and into her room. "Okay then..." Mr. Tillman said as astounded as Capt. Wreck, whose jaw was now dropped. "I think we have finished our discussion for today. Tomorrow we will start fresh and will hopefully arrive at our destination." " Yes indeedy." Capt. Wreck stated. "See ye all bright and early." Everyone then rushed into their rooms trying to avoid the awkwardness.

October 4, 2008, 6:07 a.m. "Are ye all ready for the time of ye lives? I have been up since early this morning and do ye know what?" Capt. Wreck seemed particularly giddy this morning. He look around the table, with an eyebrow arched, at all the drowsy faces. "We are almost there." Capt. Wreck answered himself. "Where?" Eve asked grabbing a piece of toast from the plate in front of her and shoving half of it in her mouth. "Must you eat like that?" Mrs. Thompson stared disgusted. "Well that is great news." Mr. Tillman said trying to avoid another debacle like the one last night. "I know we have not told you all where we are going, but that is only because I do not want you all to be disappointed if what we are expecting is not there. There have only been tales about this place and I would like to know more, much more." "Were not children you know?" Eve said suprisingly in a calm voice. "If it, whatever it is, is not there I promise I'll try not to cry." Mr. Tillman was really starting to wonder why he had to pick the most sarcastic marine biologist to join him. "A black hole." Mr.Tillman said out of no where. "Excuse me." Eve said about to burst out laughing. "A black tunnel, like the one out in outer space? Ha! You have got to be kidding me. There's no way. Don't you think it would have eaten up all of, or at least most of the earth by now?" " I believe it is working on it." Mr. Tillman said. "There is only one person who truly knows. His name is Derrick, Derrrick Swans. You may have heard of him?" "Yeah." Marie Thompson spoke up. "He left one day by himself on a journey by submarine kind of like this one. people seached for him through out the seas, but have not found one trace of him. No one knows what happened to him." Marie looked a little worried now. "I think he was a nut job." Eve was definantly not afraid to share her opinion. "No, he was not." Mr. Tillman said lifting his head from the slumped position it was in. " He worked for me. He was a brilliant man, a whole lot smarted than anyone I have ever met, but he made some stupid decisions that left him with nearly nothing. Not a wife, not children, not a house. One day he came to me and told me he wanted to discover something big all by himself and I left him, not thinking anything of it. I gave him a submarine that was filled with monitoring systems and had a tracking device so i knew where and what he was doing at all times." Mr. Tillman had everyones attention, even Capt. Wreck who he told this to about a month ago. "When he hit this place that I am taking you to i don't know what happened. Derrick started yelling something about a black hole and how he didn't want to go in it. he was scared I could tell, there was fear written all over his face. That's when everthing shut down." "Well why didn't the people find him if you gave them his coordinates?" Marie asked confused. "I didn't." Mr. Tillman said looking down at his fingers that were tightly gripping the edge of the table. "I just couldn't do it. If they found out I was behind it I could get in trouble. I want to find out what happened for myself." The group left looking grim and feeling hostile towards Mr. Tillman. As the group began to disperse Mr. Tillman pleaded "Please i need your help all of you." They left with out another word.

October 4, 2008, 11:30 P.M. The group of scientists arose with fear as the submarine shook, it was as if a giant had taken hold of the submarine and shook it like a rattle. As the ship lurched back and forth Mr. Tillman's voice rang out on the speakerphone "Everyone stay calm. On your desks you will find that the chair folds out and there is a seat belt attached, buckle in and remain calm. I will come to you when this is over." And at that moment the ship surged forward, like a football player diving for the end zone, and as quick as it started the shaking stopped. Mr. and Mrs. Thompson looked at each other and Mrs. Thompson Whispered " I will kill Mr.Tillman if it's the last thing I do." Seconds later Mr. Tillman again came on the speaker. "Will everyone meet me in the sitting room, now." It was stated in such an ominous manner that even Mr. Tillman shuddered after saying it. To himself he also said "I wouldn't be suprised if they wanted to kill me." The next second his eyes went glossy everything started feeling cold, he fell to the ground and lie dead. Mrs. Thompson was walking briskly down the hall, steak knife in hand, Mr. Thompson pleaded "Honey, please don't be so rash, this is something Ms. Phish would do, this is Murder. YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" Mr. Thompson screamed infuriated. This was the first time in their entire relationship that he had yelled like that. Then Mrs. Thompson knew he was right, she couldn't do it. She broke down and started to cry. Mr. Thompson held her close and whispered "It's ok we'll make it through this." To their surprise Mr. Wreck came on the loud speaker, "If ye all know what's good for ye stay in yer rooms. I'm sick." He glanced down at Mr. Tillman " I don't know what it is, but save yer selves get out tomorrow." The speaker crackled and it was over, Mr. Wreck didn't know what was happening it felt like he was being burned to death when he fell down dead.

October 5, 2008?, 7:00 A.M. "Lets get out like now..." Ms. Phish said almost in a pleading tone so the Thompsons knew something was wrong. "What's gotten into you?" Mrs Thompson said. Ms. Phish replied "I hope nothing because if it has it will kill me, I think Mr. Wreck was sick and that's what killed him. We went through the black hole last night. We are in a different time now. I don't know where or when, but i know we aren't adapted to be here. Our immune systems can't handle it. Whatever it was drove Mr. Wrek to insanity because I believe he stabbed Mr. Tillman and then died himself." The Thompsons stared awestruck. They knew Ms. Phish was right and they had to get out. Mr. Wreck did one last good deed before his death he got the others on a beach. When they left the submarine it was blazing hot out and they walked for what seemed like hours when they reached a sign that said "Ocean City Welcomes You" they entered a candy shop at 7:25 A.M. The candy shop was small, but had enough sweets in there to last a whole lifetime. Most of the candy though, they didn't seem to recognize. The lady at the counter chuckled out "Got an early morning sweet tooth huh?" She was probably eighteen. She had a white apron on and her hair was very dark and very short. "What year is it and where are we?" Eve Phish asked ignoring the lady's remark. The candy lady laughed and said "You must be joking, it's 3015, and your in Ocean City, Maryland." Eve nodded and the group started making their way to the entrance of the little shop. On the way out of the store the lady said " Huh, old people these days. Don't know who they are half the time." Ms. Phish heard and turned to see the faces of the Thompsons. They seemed as surprised as she was. " Old? I guess nowadays 26 is considred old." She said and the Thompsons nodded in agreement. Marie would have spoke, but she was too shocked about the whole situation to even mutter one word. "Hahaha 26? you need help grandma." The lady then turned and walked to the room in the back of the store, probably to make some more fudge. It was then the group looked at the mirror on the wall to the right of them. All of them looked on the brink of death so they hurriedly left the building and returned to the submarine. There was one gun. "We have to we are going to die anyway." Mrs. Thompson said finally removing the cat from her tongue. Ms. Phish quickly agreed and without hesitation said "Do it..." Mrs Thompson lifted the gun and "BANG" shot Ms. Phish between the eyes. She fell violently to the ground in a heap. Mr. Thompson didn't even look up feeling ashamed for everything that had happened. Mrs. Thompson looked at him and said crying "Honey, I can't shoot you, your going to have to do it. I am so sorry I put us through this. I...I just wanted a family so bad. I want to you to know how much I care for you and love you...I'm sorry. I really am." Tears were running down both faces now and then came another "BANG". She shot herself in the side of the head. Mr Thompson sat crying for nearly twenty minutes asking himself why this had to be when he finally lifted the gun and put it in his mouth. Without hesitating he pulled the trigger and the gun went "click" he did it a few more times and then realized the gun was out of ammo. He screamed in agony and left the submarine wailing he was wondering the streets when a cop approached him. "Sir are you okay?" The cop asked showing a bit of concern. Mr. Thompson laughed and said " OK?!?! OK?!?! I am from the past. We entered some crazy black hole and my wife and crew are DEAD?!?!" "I'm sorry to hear that, sir" The cop answered nonchalantly." I wish you would have seeked out help. Tou past folk roam through here every once and a while. We've got a cure that returns you to proper age and boosts your immune system up to date. In fact us cops carry a constant supply right here." He pointed down to his belt at a vial containing a yellow liquid. Mr. Thompson crashed to the ground pleeding to be shot. He then heard " BANG" as something struck him in the chest and he fell into a deep sleep.

Tim Thompson woke up in a hospital bed and looked in the mirror. He ws restored back to his past age. Tears fell from his face when he realized everything he knew and loved was gone, but he wiped them away. Tim rolled off the bed and walked across the room towards the door. He placed one hand on the cold metal door knob, pausing for a moment to catch his breath. Tim opened up the door and there sat his wife in a chair starring straight at him. "Thank the heavens!" She yelled as she leaped out of the chair and into his arms. "From the looks of your car I thought you would have been worse off." She whispered into his ear. "I thought I lost you." "I did too." He replied. Hugging her tighter than he ever had before. On September 23, 2008 Tim Thompson and Marie Thompson decided that they did not need to go on this trip to have a great adventure, but that their love for each other is a great adventure all in itself.