Survival in a Foreign Abyss

Under the ice of Europa, there is no light, only an abyss of despair. This is the last place of exile for mankind. Here, water pressure is a rule more absolute than law, and oxygen is a currency more expensive than gold. Here, the submarine is a moving iron coffin, and every echo from the sonar may be the dinner bell of the abyssal beast. When the ancient "painted skin" parasites resurrected in the blood vessels, when indescribable whispers came from the ruins on the seabed. "Listen, the abyss screams." "That's it welcoming us home."