There was a high-pitched clang as the diver entered the steel cage, which would protect him against the sharks he had come to appreciate. You could feel the tension in the air. It was the diver's second dive. You can see that he did not look confident.

The other divers on the boat worked frantically preparing equipment. They were bringing about all kinds of noises. The sounds all going through the head of the diver in the cage. This was adding to his fear. He then caught a foul stench of rotting fish and meat, which was to be fed to the sharks. It was dropped in the water creating a pool of red on the surface.

"Ready!" shouted one of the crew on the boat. The cage started descending. It was being cranked down. The noise coming from small crane sounded like the hum of a car. The diver clasped tightly to the bars on the cage. It was as if he was holding on for his dear life. Nothing would have been able to remove his grasp from the pole. His feet were now submerged in deadly water. A gush of water went through his wetsuit and up his leg, sending a chill up his spine. He shivered. He inserted the breathing apparatus in his mouth. His cold blue lips holding on to it tightly. He was now submerged. He took his last blurry look at the boat through the water.

The water was deep; he could not see the bottom. He must have been thirty foot from surface; the safety of the boat. He did not have a clear view on what was around as the bars from the cage and bubbles, from his mouth piece obstructed his view. He did feel slightly more relaxed now, as he lost some of his nervousness and there was nothing around in sight, in the water.

The diver turned around in the cage and as he did his tank and belt banged against the cage. This sent out signals in the water. This made him become weary.

The great shark had the now swam into proximity of the boat. It had been attracted by scent in the water and the sound and the sound frequency emitted by the bangs. The fish must have been twenty foot long, with a huge fin, which propelled it through the water. It was a very dark animal that you would not be able to see from a distance. It was stealth creature. It locked on to the sounds, increasing its speed is it located diver and cage.

The diver had paused a moment, to try and bring himself together again. He stopped. The shark no longer received his sounds. The shark continued swimming around the area of the cage. The boys saw a glimpse of a shoulder; he turned and again banged against the cage, sending out more signals.

This time the shark homed on to the sounds of the diver. It was like a bullet. The shark shot itself through the water and collided with the cage. It was such a collision the cage buckled and the door popped open. The diver was now vulnerable. The shark was impelled to attack. Its mouth opened, presenting its razor-sharp teeth. The sharks paddled its tail fin. It engaged on its target!

The diver was struck, it took the breath out of him, and he released his mask of his face. He was gasping for air. The shark's jaw clasped tightly, around the torso of the seal like diver. The wetsuit and body being torn apart. It was vicious. The water now became murky with the blood of the diver. Twisting and turning the body, the shark continued. The innards were now falling out. It took one last swipe at the body, putting the diver to rest. It was massacred. The body was left disbursed in the water.

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