I guess that’s what happens when you leave no witnesses… you can make up your own version of the story and there’s no one to challenge it… Mark, let’s be clear… no one attacked you…  these could have been three people out for a leisurely dive and you dispatched each of them, with extreme prejudice…

And Ken, let’s be honest about why you want out of there…  the humidity is really getting to your hair!

The propulsion device is already winging its way out of the frame… it would come straight out at the audience and cause everyone to flinch!

With all three supposed henchmen dispatched, Mark will now go to the surface and find that his boat has also winged its way out of the picture…  hope you have saved a little energy for the swim home!!

OK, so it took me a while to catch on to Mark’s plan…

“Very clever, Mr. Trail, very clever… (he says in his best Dr. Evil voice…)  But you haven’t finished me off yet!  I still have the high ground aboard my luxury yacht!”

Poor Schlub… did not realize that signing up for evil was not going to pay- In fact it was going to cut short what might have been a productive life!  So many lessons we can learn in the Trailverse- Keep your nose clean boys and girls!  Hard work and dedication to good lead down the real path of righteousness and success.  That, and marrying well…

Well, here we are at the Humpback Plane…  KONK, KLUNK…  Oh…  of course!  It’s the home of the spam-colored Moray Eel!  Knock, knock!  “Who’s there?”  Moray!  “Moray who??”  Moray’s gonna get you!  That’s who!

OK, that was terrible.

Love how Mark is using his luck and special dominion over the animal kingdom to save his ass!  Remember how the Moray was two sets of jaws? An inner one to pull prey into it’s mouth- that’s as gross as the alien in Alien…

OK I get the reference now…  a little thin, but we’ll go with it…  causes the mind to race, though…  what could this old wreck of a plane have to offer Mark in his time of need?  And did the Author have all this in mind before we started down this path?  Impressive, since I have always supposed that these story arcs were left to chance…  At least it feels that way sometimes.  But on second thought, I do recall the Indian Artifacts story that introduced, in a very random way, Maple Syrup… only to have that be what cracked to case!

Still, we wonder what is going on above the surface…  last we knew, Ol’ Mississippi Ken was face to face with a Luxury Yacht…

…and is gaining.  But never fear, boys and girls, Nature always finds a way.  Never fails the Trails.  Because they are on the side of GOOD, as opposed to EVIL.

So as Mark prepares to wrangle the whales and have them do his bidding, he’s about to make Mr. “I’m cool because I have the propulsion device” look a little foolish…

…harpoon guns don’t kill people… People kill people. Or is it cut air hoses and pierced air tanks that kill people?  I am so confused.  So Mark is now avoiding the third henchman, who is dutifully standing (floating?) guard outside the sunken freighter…  a fellow who apparently has very limited peripheral vision- especially with his underwater breathing apparatus on… and I wonder how he rates- he gets to use the one propulsion unit while the other guys, now dead, had to swim there under their own power…  makes me wonder, too, whether the two ‘bad guys’ are still inside the ship, since there was no apparent attempt to climb to the surface and breathe the clean fresh Gulf air.

So Mark, just keep swimming, real quite-like and maybe you can get away…