Plankton Screams Novels & Stories

And I couldn’t even hear a thing anymore… not the music, nothing! Just faint ‘dooom! dooom!’ Of the water in my ear. “Arrrrrrrrr!” I tried to scream but I couldn’t as I only swallowed water that tasted 50% like insecticide and chemical… and I couldn’t breath! Oh jeez! Someone save me!!!!! Saaaaave meeeee!!! I suddenly remembered that Billie Elish's lyrics. 'I tried to scream, but my head was under water.' I kept going down and down and I knew that this was the end for me.

They could also see from where those glimmers of light had emerged. Crash! There was a sudden, muffled crash. Something seemed to have shattered. The next moment, strange deafening screams could be heard from within the silvery sunlight, like crashing waves breaking. Then, countless shining greenish figures, burst out impatiently of the light like mountain torrents! "Spirits of the Dead! They're the 10,000-year-old Spirits of the Dead!" "Be careful! These filthy things can turn into mists!" Someone shouted a warning after identifying these greenish figures.

I scream as I brush it of and only then do I realize its a COACKROACH! I scream in panic throwing my arms and legs in all directions as I bolt for the door screaming Dayos name.

he called out under his breath, sobbing , crawling as his blood made sketchy trails on the white floor tiles of their Goldstar (yellow) class. "take him too..." he heard Rachael Roux say as his guts told him a gun had been pointed at him, but, he didn't mind, life is a scam and he was tired of it. KAAAAAAAAABBBBBBBBOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM!!!!! Came an explosion at the door!!! And with it came chaos, bodies flying! Voices shouting! A war cry! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!! Po! Po! Po! Po!!!!! Kaboo! Kaboooom!!

Screaming. The images slam into me one after another until my head hurts. Then the ocean beneath me disappears. I fall instantly. The scream tears from my throat before I can stop it as freezing air rushes past me. Darkness spins violently around me, and below more ocean. Wild. Endless. Waiting. I hit the water hard enough to lose breath immediately. Cold crashes around me from every direction as I sink deeper, dragged downward faster than I can fight. Panic explodes through me as I kick violently toward the surface, but something catches around my ankle.

But then, a low, unnatural horn echoes from the ridges. ​Dozens more pour from the mine shafts. A tide of shadow and claws. ​We are drowning in them. Kai snarls, Atlas ripping through one beast after another, but there are simply too many. ​Suddenly, the pack link explodes with a sound that stops my heart. ​Mara screams.

my daughter cried out, her small voice splitting into a magnificent, multi-layered command that perfectly matched the sub-surface thrum of Dante’s underwater heart. She reached her tiny hands toward the sky, her violet eyes flaring with an unrestricted, sovereign brilliance. CRACK-BOOM. At the exact moment of her cry, Dante initialized the third protocol from the deep ocean trench. The water around the Aethelgard Tyrant didn't just churn—it exploded upward in a massive, three-hundred-foot geyser of brilliant purple data-rime. The thousands of open-source frontier beacons lining the cliffs ignited simultaneously, throwing a towering, geometric grid of pure magnetic friction across the sky.

The coroner reached out and unzipped the body bag, revealing my corpse for everyone to see. I stared at my face, which was swollen grotesquely after being submerged in seawater for so many hours. Littered across my body were cuts from the sharp rocks, while flashes of white peeked out here and there. They were the spots that had been eaten by the fishes right down to the bone. My lips were a dark purple, and my eyes were half open, the pupils completely blown wide. James let out a sound that I had never heard before. It wasn't a sob, nor was it a scream. It was a guttural sound ripped straight from the chest, more like the mournful cry of a wild animal on the brink of death.

I dive into the river and beckon the waves to spring me forward, ignoring the taste of Etir mixed in the water as I inhale it into my lungs, calling forth the water before my gills can fully form. I reach the site of destruction in a matter of minutes. The Kraken is huge, its body larger than the widest point of the river, and its head sits comfortably above the water, showing no trouble breathing. I quietly pull myself from the water, using the moment the Kraken crushes a trawler with its tentacles to mask the sounds of the water splashing from my body. Lost souls are jumping from the large fishing boat as the Kraken rips it apart piece-by-piece, and the people of Cocytus are swimming frant

If this masterpiece was paired with this trash, itead definitely going to taste bomb. I opened the container and began to drink and in no time, I was halfway done with my food. But something caught my sight while I savored my dinner. It was an aquamarine glow coming from the other side of the waterfall. I stopped midway and stared right at it in awe. I had never seen such before but I knew it was definitely the work of a phytoplankton. It was so beautiful. As the vertical water splashed to the horizontal water body, it glowed and disappeared before the next one came. Pushing to my feet, I sank my teeth into my spring roll and took a gulp from my drink, watching as the sight unfurled before m