Onism

When I managed to stumble my way into a one-in-a-lifetime opportunity—a solo research trip to christen a state of the art self-piloting submersible—of course I jumped on the offer, not caring what sorts of dangers were signed away in the contract’s fine print. The technicians ensured me that it was all perfectly safe, precaution after precaution was placed, checked and rechecked, worst-case scenarios already thought of and curbed. Nothing could–no–would go wrong.
And yet, like always, the ocean had other ideas.