บท 920: Losing Sanity

The ocean waters were peaceful, with the tides proceeding about as usual while the water currents within changed according to the depth like usual. The sunlight illuminated the area, despite it being difficult, if not impossible, to determine the source. 

There was one ocean on the bottom and another facing it on the top, situated 3 meters away. The waves were tiny, barely reaching 5-6 centimeters, which meant they did not produce any noise. Everything looked the same…except for one thing. 

The sounds of something being scratched constantly resounded throughout the place, somewhat grating to the ears. The sound was akin to using stone to scratch against a rock to scoop dirt from it. At times, there was a faint white powder that floated on the ocean surface.