Roblox Sailing Simulator!

It was late august of 2018 and simulator games were EVERYWHERE on roblox. But I found one that caught my attention, it was called "sailing simulator" I clicked the play button and as soon as it was pressed I didn't need to waiit for it to load, the game immediately popped into the screen very oddly enough. I was contracted by a certain multinational oil and gas company. It was one of the bigger players in the energy production scene. They needed an experienced contractor to investigate and if possible fix an unknown obstruction that one of their offshore rig’s drills had run into. The pay looked great so I had no qualms.



However, this wasn't a one man operation. I was going to descend with one other diver and a small submarine used to carry equipment and provide power to the hyperbaric welders we were outfitted with. The submariner was a short roblox woman with bunny ears and a mask named Alice, with my fellow diver being an experienced player who called himself Lank. They seemed to be almost polar opposites to each other, Lank being more aloof and willing to make small talk on the communication line, while Alice reminded him that there was work to be done and he could goof off later.

The way they talked to each other made it seem like they had known each other for quite a while. I decided to break the ice and inquire as to their relationship: “You two seem to know each other.”, “We’ve been working together for a while now. We usually don't have to dive this deep though, so I guess they brought you in to make sure things go smoothly huh?” Said the stern faced woman, her voice slightly distorted over the radio. A second voice entered the channel and said, “Yeah, they told us that we might need a hand so they were gonna fly in an expert. That's you right?”.

I replied, “I wouldn't go so far as to call myself an expert, but yeah. I'm the one that was flown into the rig last night.” “I was wondering what that ruckus was. That heli woke me up just as I was drifting off.”, Responded Alice. “Anyways, eyes up we’re almost the bottom.”. The sea floor begins to come into view. As we descend deeper the manner of the blockage becomes unclear. There are bits and pieces of shredded drilling equipment littering the seabed. All of it surrounding a large hole directly in the path of the drill, or what's left of it.

The radio crackles to life, “What the hell happened here? Reinforced drilling line shredded like tissue paper, what could have done this?, asks a bewildered Alice. I peer in the direction of the hole. It seems… off somehow. The hole looks normal at first, like the opening of a cave but as the hole gets deeper it gets inexplicably much darker. Almost as if the light from the submarine cant enter it further, like its a solid black surface. Alice begins to talk on the comm, “I can't get a read on the inside. Lank could you have a closer look?”. Lank gives a thumbs up and begins to swim towards the hole flashlight in hand.

Lank gets about 10 feet from the whole, then faster than you could blink he was sucked in. “LANK! ###### What happened?!”, shouts a panicked Alice. There's no response from Lank’s mic, just a very low unearthly sounding hum, progressively getting louder and louder. Until the noise is almost deafening, seeming so loud you could hear it… no feel it through the water. Then as suddenly as it began, it stopped.

“Was it Delta P? What was that noise?” I panicked. “I don't know, I need to get closer! I need to see if he's ok!”, shouts a still very panicking Alice. The sub accelerates towards the rift in the ground and shines its light directly inside. Still nothing, the inky blackness of the void seemingly absorbing the light and offering no visibility of the inside. A bloated disfigured Lank begins to emerge from the void, The radio now heavily distorted springs to life. All I can hear is a far off wailing, as if whatever is making the noise is in extreme pain. The loud hum is back as well and only begins to increase in volume once again.

Lank emerges more and more as a decal of a real life disfigured and bloated man, but is connected at the waist to something. A black slimy maw as dark as the cave it came out of emerges as well, Lank’s body hanging off of it as if it were an enormous grotesque anglerfish. The jaws of the creature snapped open then shut over the front of the submarine. The vessel behaving less like a solid construction of steel and glass instead begins to crunch the same as a soda can laid on its side. The jaws of the creature exerting more and more force until the submarine snaps in half entirely.

The unearthly creature slithers out of its den it was so realistic it looked as if it was just placed into my screen. It contrasted heavily with robloxes cute and blocky aesthetic, its body twisting and turning like that of a snake but hundreds of feet long. It turns its attention to me, and my blood runs cold. I make eye contact with this “thing” and I can feel it burrowing its image in my brain. As if it's conscious of my fear of it. It opens its mouth and gives me a glimpse of the unholy sight of rows upon rows of razor sharp teeth. It rushes towards me at a dizzying speed. But I X out the game and everything goes to black.

I open my eyes and I'm met with a barren sea floor in the real world this time. No trace of the black cave, no trace of the destroyed submarine, no Alice or Lank. Just a finished weld on the drill line proceeding into the ground. No obstructions in sight.

I got topside of a boat (looking exactly like the one in roblox) I found and asked where Alice and Lank were. I was met with confused looks and questions as to who Alice and Lank even are. No one on the rig had even heard of them. I stopped asking after the first couple blank stares but one of them looked as if they knew. To this day I wonder if I imagined it all. If this was all just a dream. But the image of that abomination is forever burned into my mind. I know it was real, I know it's still out there, and it knows I am too.