The eel circled him, then turned abruptly, swimming away. The diver watched as it disappeared into the shadows, but instead of retreating, the creature seemed to beckon him to follow. Curiosity gnawed at him. What was it doing? Why was it trying to lead him somewhere? He adjusted his mask and, without thinking, pushed forward, following the eel deeper into the murky depths.
They swam in silence for several minutes, the water growing darker as they moved further from the wreck. Then, the diver heard it—a faint, distant sound. A click. A low, menacing noise. His heart rate quickened. Something was wrong. The eel darted ahead with surprising speed, almost as if in a panic. The diver followed, pushing against the current, now fully aware that he wasn’t just being led; he was being summoned.