25th October 2015

The end came at last at about 3 AM; we were doomed. Our submarine was trapped in the ice and we had nowhere to go. I ordered all men out of the submarine and told them only to take basic supplies. I was scared. They were scared. We were scared...

26th October 2015

We were welcomed to a vast wasteland of ice and mountains. Where would we go? The only part of the submarine that we could see was the top. We sent out men to find a new camp. All around me there were scared faces. Would we survive?

27th October 2015

2 hours later, our men had found a suitable place to camp. By now our submarine was sinking to the bottom of the sea. We were miserable and hungry. 

“Sir, when will we go home?” said one of the men.

“I don’t know.” I said...