Chapter 27 Turmoil

I woke up from the sudden jerk of the room. It was a strong rattling motion that I even fell out of my bed and landed on the cold metallic floor. I sat up and rubbed my right arm that fell first upon the impact of my fall. 

I was currently sleeping in one of the rooms in the sub that I was assigned to. The room in the submarine was small at about 2.5 by 1.8 meters. It was enough to hold a single small bed, a table, and a chair. You would think that for an Atlantean submarine that this would cater the same function as my pod back in Atlantis. Unfortunately, it was a big fat and an uncomfortable NO.  

Apparently, this version of a submarine was considered an old relic in Atlantis. The ship’s design was made 50 years ago, which is astonishing coming from someone who got the chance to live there.

So