8/29-Two Moons

"I believe it was just a few days ago since the storm hit us. I can't tell anymore. We started our research on August 22, but after the storm, I can see two moons in the sky. I thought this was suppose to happen on August 29. Have we really been down under that long? A whole week stuck at the bottom of the ocean. After the storm, our submarine is barely holding together. Our equipment is malfunctioning and a few of the subs' rooms are flooded. We have several injured onboard and not enough medical supplies. Food and clean water is very limited. I can't tell what our coordination are. If anyone gets this, please track the signal back to us. This is Dr. Trevor, signing out." Trevor puts the radio down and sighs with disappointment. "Any luck?" said Mr. Williams, as he entered the room. "None; we need to fix some of this equipment though." Trevor suggested. "We would've already if we could find our engineer," Williams replied, as if he'd already said it before. "You're our lead security officer. Get some of your men and start searching for him. Don't stop until you find him or his dead body!" Trevor started to yell. "Look, you might of been put in charge of this operation, but we have more important things to worry about, like the other starving and injured doctors. You would know about it if you would get out of this room. I guess I will just have to help them," Williams stated, as he walked out of the room. "Yeah, you do that," Trevor mumbled to himself. Then, he picked up the radio and broadcasted once again. Lost and confused, he would not stop until someone picked up.