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It looked like an old steel bulkhead.

The kind you would find in the interior of an old military vessel, with those large wheels that you have to turn to open the door.

Over 10,000 meters of depth and 15,200 PSI is what our equipment measured.

To find anything man-made if that depth was inconceivable, I couldn't believe it.

It was on the side of an especially steep drop. The rectangle of steel, while difficult to spot,

didn't exactly appear natural. It stood out to me, despite the total lack of visibility.

I immediately turned to my partner. It's crazy how the darkness fucks with your brain if you stare into it long enough, I said.

The submersible was a research submarine, designed for a two-man crew, but there was barely

enough space for one.

Stanley was the man next to me.

He was my co-pilot and research assistant.

I know what you're talking about, said Stanley with a smile.

That rock looks like a cabin door.

It's got the wheel and everything.

It's exactly what I'm talking about.

I leaned in to take a closer look.

Look how smooth is, too.

It seemed we both knew that we had to take a closer look.

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