Clockwork Nessie, Part 21
“I say, Thomas, she seems to be stuck. I’ll need a bit more muscle than Miss Blake can provide in order to dislodge her so we can move out to deeper water and submerge.
What the Darwin’s devil was he up to?
Thomas motioned for me to come with him into the water. When he moved beyond the opening to the capsule, Robert raised a hand and mouthed, “Stay there.”
The disturbances in the water grew in intensity as if something large but invisible drew near. Twenty feet behind Thomas, a silver dorsal scale broke the surface, then another and another. Wide-eyed, I looked to Robert, who pressed a single finger to his lips.
The head of a dragon rose at least ten feet into the air before Thomas turned and laughed. “You must be Nessie the First.”
The beast opened its jaws and seized Thomas from head to the waist. It lifted him from the water and shook violently. Thomas discharged a single shot before his agonized cries came to a bone-crunching halt. The lower half of his body fell with a gush of blood into the water.
I watched and screamed before Robert jerked me away by my arm. “Miss Blake! Come now!”