Maud and Robert flung their bags next to Jeffery's on the dock and climbed into the small submarine, moving quickly so they would not be caught. [Participle] Using the cover of the night to remain stealthy, Robert expertly screwed down the hatch of the sub, taking great care that it would not squeak. His breathing increased and got deeper, he was panicking. Just like most criminals, he regretted being part of this plot, as he …showed first 75 words of 814 total…

…showed last 75 words of 814 total…and shock swirled in Jeff's mind. Foolishly, he swam to the shipwreck, gathering whatever artifacts he could hold in his arms. He kicked his legs as hard as he could, but his muscles refused to function. His lungs were suffocating. To late, he realized he was dying. As his eyes closed, the last thing he saw was Maud and Robert thrashing at the controls as the doomed submarine tilted and dropped to the murky seabed.