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Chapters (49)
  1. PRAISE FOR BENEATH
  2. PRAISE FOR JEREMY ROBINSON'S CHESS TEAM SERIES
  3. INSTINCT
  4. PULSE
  5. BENEATH
  6. ALSO by JEREMY ROBINSON
  7. DEDICATION
  8. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  9. PROLOGUE -- COLLISIONS
  10. EARTH
  11. CHAPTER 1 -- IMPACT
  12. CHAPTER 2 -- LAKE VOSTOK
  13. CHAPTER 3 – GLOBAL EXPLORATION CORPORATION
  14. CHAPTER 4 -- THE CREW
  15. CHAPTER 5 -- PREPARATIONS
  16. CHAPTER 6 -- GOING UP
  17. EUROPA
  18. CHAPTER 7 -- ORBIT
  19. CHAPTER 8 -- THE ATTACK
  20. CHAPTER 9 -- DEPLOYMENT
  21. CHAPTER 10 -- GOING DOWN
  22. CHAPTER 11 -- FIELDS OF RED
  23. CHAPTER 12 -- EUROPHIDS
  24. CHAPTER 13 -- INFECTION
  25. CHAPTER 14 -- CHANGES
  26. CHAPTER 15 -- INTELLIGENCE
  27. OCEAN
  28. CHAPTER 16 -- THE DEEP
  29. CHAPTER 17 -- THE POD
  30. CHAPTER 18 -- PREDATORS
  31. CHAPTER 19 -- DIVE
  32. CHAPTER 20 -- HELP
  33. CHAPTER 21 -- PRESSURE
  34. CHAPTER 22 -- PASSAGE
  35. THE DEN
  36. CHAPTER 23 -- AWAKENING
  37. CHAPTER 24 -- THE DEN
  38. CHAPTER 25 -- THE CREEPS
  39. CHAPTER 26 -- ANXIETY
  40. CHAPTER 27 -- STALKING
  41. IMMUNE SYSTEM
  42. CHAPTER 28 -- TOPSIDE
  43. CHAPTER 29 -- BLUE
  44. CHAPTER 30 -- ESCAPE
  45. CHAPTER 31 -- IGNITION
  46. CHAPTER 32 -- BALLISTIC
  47. CHAPTER 33 -- THE RETURN
  48. CHAPTER 34 -- HOME
  49. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Connelly turned her head and looked back. The Earth was below her, floating away. With the realization that she was hovering in space came an incredible coldness that tore through her skin and made her bones feel brittle. She faced forward again and felt her body strike a surface. It was soft, like silk, but firm.

The impact made her gasp, but when she sucked the air into her chest, she inhaled a mouthful of the silky surface. It filled her mouth and oozed into her lungs. Then gravity returned and pulled her body down. The material was yanked from her lungs as she began to fall. Connelly reached out for the surface, searching for a handhold, but her fingers flailed against the smooth ceiling. There was nothing to hold on to.

Spinning her body to face the Earth, Connelly began to think. None of it made sense. It wasn't real.

But it felt real.

With the ground approaching rapidly, Connelly's body tensed, bracing for a deadly impact, but her mind was somewhere else. Connelly reached her hands down toward the ground and saw a vision of her arms being disintegrated even before the rest of her body hit. It was her left middle finger that struck first.

Then the rest of her body plunged down—and bounced.

Connelly lay in bed, flat on her back, her body still bouncing from the impact. With the surreal world fading away, Connelly's logic began to take over.

It was all a dream—a stress induced dream—but still just a dream. Connelly stared up at the ceiling and began to wonder about the feeling of impact that she had felt. When she woke, she was very aware that her body had, in fact, felt like she had really fallen. It was so real that even after she was awake, her body was still bouncing.

Memories of past discussions entered her mind. A scientist named Gunthar Holtz worked on the same research vessel as Connolly for a summer. It was a brilliant research ship, equipped with submersibles, shark cages and the best mobile labs she had ever seen. But at night, when the day's work had been finished, there was nothing to do but enjoy the sweet sea air and exchange stories.