Drip, Drip, Drip...
The urgent alarm sounded.
The projection automatically zoomed in with speed.
The quantum brain of the micro battleship automatically recognized a target matching Harrison Clark's preset search parameters.
Another half a second went by, focusing was complete.
Underneath the seabed silt which was 57.64 kilometers away in a straight line from Harrison, lying twelve-point-seven-seven meters deep was a cubic case 1.2 meters long on each side.
The Gravitational Wave Detector scanned what was inside.
A notebook full of aimless love poetry doodles, two used pairs of underwear, a basketball uniform he wore in college, a low-end Android phone he had bought through his part-time job in high school, Carrie's inexpensive white radium floral shirt, light blue fitted jeans, two toothbrushes—one blue, one pink...
And, two strands of hair separately sealed in plastic bags, each labelled separately.
The antique safe was found!
Whoo!
