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Creake
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... Just then the submarine's front light flickered and went out.
'What's happening?' asked Fred. It was all very well being five miles down and knowing what was going on in front of your nose, but five miles down and in darkness struck Fred as being a bit too creepy for his liking. Also, it was getting very, very cold. Fred was beginning to feel peculiar. It was rather like being locked in a dark cupboard with no idea what was lurking outside - even worse, with no idea of what might actually be in the cupboard with you.
Then
the lights came on and there it was - the bottom of the lake. Flat and
smooth, undisturbed and unseen for millions of years.
Or so Fred would have said, except there was a wooden warship lying there
too; its tattered flag waving in the cold currents far, far below Creake
Castle.
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