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Stranded on a desert island, a young man yearns for objects from his past. A local from a small coastal town in England is found dead as the tide goes out. A Norwegian whaling ship is stranded in the Arctic, its crew threatened by mysterious forces. In the nineteenth century, a ship drifts in becalmed waters in the Indian Ocean, those on it haunted by their evil deeds. A surfer turned diver discovers there are things worse than drowning under the sea. Something from the sea is creating monsters on land. In The Devil and the Deep, award-winning editor Ellen Datlow shares an all-original anthology of horror that covers the depths of the deep blue sea, with brand new stories from New York Times bestsellers and award-winning authors such as Seanan McGuire, Christopher Golden, Stephen Graham Jones, and more.

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THE DEVIL AND THE DEEP

HORROR STORIES OF THE SEA

Edited by Ellen Datlow

Thanks to Stefan Dziemianowicz and to my editor, Jason Katzman.

INTRODUCTION I grew up loving the ocean My family went to New Yorks Rockaway - photo 1

INTRODUCTION

I grew up loving the ocean. My family went to New Yorks Rockaway Beach for many summers when I was a child and through my teenage years. I loved the beach, lying on the sand, baking in the sun (pre-cancer scares) with my friends, the smell of the tar in the parking lotsand of the oceanand body surfing in the waves. I also went fishing with my dad (in lakes and ponds), and even went on a deep-sea fishing trip with a friend in my early twenties (we caught nothing).

But in 1975, something happened. I went to see Jaws. It scared me so badly that I had a difficult time going into the ocean after that. For a (very) brief time, I was even fearful of lakes and swimming pools. Then, in 1977, The Last Wave was released, about the end of the world heralded by a tsunami on a coast of Australia. Those two movies made me realize that the sea and the simple act of swimming in it could be frightening, even terrifying.

We, like all other forms of life, come from the sea, and yet were intimidated by it. Why? One reason could be that the seas are more vast on our planet than the land we live on, and 95 percent of the sea is still unexplored. Its a natural human tendency to fear the unknown, and our relative ignorance about the sea fosters superstitions, myths, and legends about it and what might inhabit it (sirens, sea monsters, forms of organic life that we cant even begin to comprehend because the conditions in which they flourish are inimical to human life). H. P. Lovecraft populated the spaces between universes with extra-dimensional monsters, but he also populated the sea with them in The Shadow Over Innsmouth, a story that serves as a touchstone for a lot of horror fiction written since. Lovecraft, like numerous other writers (William Hope Hodgson in particular), saw in the vastness and alienness of the sea the same potential for horror that has persuaded writers since the dawn of the tale of horror to infest the dark with monsters and boogeymen. The sea is a watery terra incognita, a huge blank canvas that invites writers to imagine horrors onto it.

But, come on. In reality its only water, so why should we fear large bodies of it? Well, those sharks, especially the Great Whitea predators dream, a swimmer or surfers nightmare. Also, those mysteries in the deep blue seaawful mysteries like eons-old fish that shouldnt exist today but apparently do. Then there are fish like the dragonfish, with its big teeth and hideous face and the black seadevil, with sharp teeth, both found in the deeps of the Mariana Trench.

Another aspect of what makes the sea so horrifying: it seems hostile to us (although, really, its as indifferent to human existence as Lovecrafts monsters are). Were of it, but we cant live in it. One can drown in a minimal amount of water, but its more likely that a riptide will drag unwary swimmers out to sea, or you might just develop a cramp, preventing you from getting back to shore with no lifeguard to save you.

We build ships to sail upon the ocean, deluding ourselves that we can master it, but shipwrecks prove that some of our sturdiest inventions are at the mercy of the sea. People (and sometimes vessels) lost at sea are often never found: the sea is like a vast ravening maw that can swallow us in one bite.

Remaining on shore is no guarantee of safety, either. If we stray too near the sea, it can pull us from our safe haven on land (sort of like the monster under the bed reaching up to grab us). And weve all witnessed the damage tsunamis can wreak on shorelines around the world, killing thousands. Theres a lot of talk about global warming these days, and the consequence: rising sea levels. As the sea encroaches on the world that weve built for ourselves, it has the potential to sweep away everything that human progress and civilization have createdeverything that our species stands for. The sea coughed us up, but some day its going to reclaim us, and theres precious little that we can do about it. We are puny. It is monstrously vast and overwhelming. It makes us realize that, on our planet, we are only temporary, while the sea is permanent.

The stories in The Devil and the Deep cover a range of aspects of the sea and the shores around it, from obvious monsters to the mysterious; there are tales of shipwrecks, haunts, monstershuman and inhumanone story even taking place on what was once an inland sea, long gone. All these tales have been conjured up from the imaginations of the fifteen contributors. Each is basically about people, and how they deal with the mysterious entity surrounding us.

DEADWATER

SIMON BESTWICK

Above the sea, the railway ran; a hundred yards inland a 4x4 stood empty on a dirt track, keys still in the ignition. There was no one inside, no sign of a struggle, and no witnesses. That whole part of the coast is hills and empty fields, with the odd farmhouse hidden in bristling crops of pine.

A rainy sky, and the tide was in, the dull grey sea gnashing at the edge of the shingle beach.

The 4x4 belonged to one Robin Gaunt. Police Constable Lewis popped into the Harbour Caf that morning to ask if I knew him. The Harbours the most popular caf hereboth locals and tourists love it. Ive part-timed at half the other places in town, toowork here tends to be seasonal, so you take whatevers goingwhich means there isnt much I dont hear about. Clive makes me his first port of call whenever he wants to know something. Fringe benefit of being his girlfriend, I suppose.

Around here people are like the tide: some flow in, some flow out. Ten, fifteen years ago thered been an influx of New Age types, all coming to commune with Nature; Robin had been one of them. Now they were being displaced in their turn, by urban professionals buying second homes. Frankly, I was missing the hippies already.

I told Clive most of what I knew. Robin popped into the Harbour once or twice a week for a Full English or a sandwich, but didnt have much motivation beyond getting high and saying wow, man at the scenery a lot. The scenery around here is pretty wowwere on a nice stretch of coast, with mountains all aroundbut after a while, you hardly notice it. Unless youre like Robin.

Wed meet some evenings, when Clive was on nights. Look, Im young and I get lonely. Around here, you find some company or you climb the walls. We smoked some weedusually out in his carand slept together twice. The first time we were stoned, and I was going through a bad patch with Clive. The second time was a mistake, and I told Robin it wouldnt happen again. He accepted that, and my statement that I still wanted to be friends. Go with the flow was his philosophy: that was how hed ended up here. And why I liked his company. He was easy-going, didnt make demands. I told Clive none of this, of course. As a small-town copper, he tends to see things in black and white.

Clive had been to Robins rented cottage, but no one had answered the door. No, he hadnt broken it downthis wasnt the big city and all he had so far was an empty car. Robin had probably smoked too much draw and walked back into town instead of driving along the narrow, winding, ill-lit coastal roads. He was either at a friends house or so comatose he hadnt heard Clive knock.

That didnt sound right to me, even then. No matter how caned he was, some weird homing instinct always got Robin home at the end of a night. I didnt know what it wassome sort of OCD, something that had happened to himbut he never felt safe under someone elses roof, or in a strange bed. Similarly, anything like a knock on the door would snap him instantly awake, no matter what. But explaining how I knew that to Clive would have been awkward.

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