In the cold seawater, Charles donned a diving suit weighing over two hundred pounds, standing amidst the underwater ruins of SIT6, observing the scene before him being cleared.
One by one, ships expelled white smoke as they reached the surface of SITE6, slowly dropping anchors, functioning as cranes to haul away the heavy ruin debris.
It's been a whole month since SITE6 went silent, and those things encased in ice have never appeared again, yet Charles's skull hasn't been found either.
Luckily, Sodoma is large enough that there aren't many material issues.
"Could it be that they vanished and took my skull along? It shouldn't be, it's just a regular bone, what would they do with it?" Charles thought to himself behind the thick glass.
Just then, the underwater searchlight used for communication flickered a few times; under the pull of three ship anchors, a large concrete structure was dragged out from the ruins.
