[ WP ] A submarine goes down into the Marianas Trench , but instead of hitting the sea floor , they hit air .

I was cringing, really. I was ready to throw up, I was about to pass out. 
 
 `` Wait for it..'' The captain said, and there was a deep TONG sound. `` There we go.'' 
 
 `` This... could really just implode at any given time.'' I said. 
 
 `` Made for twice as much pressure, boy. Do n't get me wrong, I do n't want to be compressed into a can of sardines in a split second than you do.'' Things seemed to even out as we went deeper. 
 
 `` And deeper, and deeper, and deee-'' 
 
 `` Could you cut the shit, man?'' I said, looking at the guy who had'playfully' took my notepad to write about this and was having a ball reading it aloud to his mates. `` I'm supposed to be working here.'' 
 
 `` Let the poet.. poet.'' One said, and my notebook was thrown back at me. 
 
 I decided to walk towards the helm. Where I could see out the deep portholes. 
 
 `` Nice view, right?'' A man turned to me, his skin a darker shade, `` Carbon nano-tubic lenses. Designed them myself. Crystal clear view, even at the worst pressures. It's wonderful to see them work.'' 
 
 I noted that and looked through. As it was, it was barely a 5 inch thick piece of glass that was about 3 inches in radius, riveted to the hull of metal. Not exactly the best view, but it impressive considering the pressures. 
 
 I saw nothing, really, until I asked if we had lights. They used infrared, just to make sure not to scare anything around. I looked as a small gelatinous creature floated near the window, it's shape like a box, but squished, and it had little fibers coming off each corner. `` What is that?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Probably has n't been discovered yet. So I ca n't tell you.'' A marine biologist said. `` But it is interesting.'' 
 
 Suddenly, warning lights went off. `` Proximity warning. We're nearing... the bottom now.'' One of the ensigns said. 
 
 I pushed my notebook aside, looking out the small hole. 
 
 At first, black. Then suddenly the entire ship seemed as if it was throw upside-down. For a second we were all weightless, then with a sudden stop, we all fell to the floor. It was not pretty, really. Much like ballerinas trying to stop themselves on grease, the crew that I did n't like so much was hurled to the ground. 
 
 Alarms were going off everywhere. Something was crazily wrong. 
 
 `` What.... The hell... just happened?'' The captain asked, pulling himself up. He looked out the portholes to see black rock. 
 
 `` Captain.. The controls have to be broken. We're dry-docked, sir.'' One of the men said. 
 
 `` Wait, what?'' I said, moving forward, `` Where's the water?'' 
 
 `` Captain, atmospheric pressure outside is reading way off the charts.'' Someone said. 
 
 `` I get it.'' I said. `` Okay. I think I got it, anyway. Okay, so we just accidentally permeated a large... blister of gas on the ocean floor. Most likely, we popped through the top of the magma into an air bubble it happened to create and then fell into it.'' 
 
 `` How do we get out?'' The captain said. 
 

