Bogleech.com's 2013 Horror Write-off:
Submitted by GlumdropEveryone wanted it, and Enertech Solutions was eager to offer it. Despite decades
of spills and massive damage to local human and natural systems, huge spikes
in birth defects in marine life, refusal to disclose their industrial chemicals to
the public, documented sabotage of climate change studies and environmental
An army of lobbyists and oil state politicians had won ES and its
brothers continued governmental subsidies and unprecedented access to drill on
public land. Surely black gold was getting more expensive by the year, and ever
more frequent wars drove the price up more. But only ES had the technology and
cash to get ahead of the pack, drilling ever further out and deeper into the sea
floor and reaping a hefty profit.
In another ten years the seas were thick with rigs, clumped close as trees in some
Massive die-off of sea life ensued, in turn reducing the food supply of a
population pushing ten-billion. Floods of dead fish and black ooze wiped out
low-lying towns. As the ice of the poles retreated, heated resource wars
broke out for the right to poke new holes in the globe.
As sea levels rose, they built bigger, stronger drills. Fleets of drillships,
armed with weaponry, that would replace conventional navies.
Soon would follow submersible drills, drill subs that could withstand the depths
and burrow into the very deep trenches of the world. Walking drills to scour the
sea floor for any signs of the good stuff.
Bigger rigs needed larger crews, and on the largest people lived their entire
lives. Drill forests grew into drill towns, into drill cities.
Species loss in oceans over 70%, only those most hardy animals surviving. Drill
cities kept farms of genetically engineered crabs and mussels. Most wild caught
creatures were deformed or steadily rotting alive. These phenomenae were not
confined to animals.
One morning, an Enertech rig far out in the Pacific, the first to this last patch
Another spill, was the official story. Everyone was so used to them by now. Soon
pictures leaked out of the rig drenched in red.
Video came next. The drill hits something. A noise too loud to even register, just
a giant blast of sound. Blood gushes up. It sprays first from the well, and crawls
over the rig.
Those who touch it are reduced to quivering masses that slide off into the ocean.
The blood continues to pour, catching the currents.
The following weeks contained exponentially increasing reports of attacks by
unknown sea life. Long, snakey fish with human skeletons were found near the rig.
Normal fish soon become healthy, then larger and more aggressive. Then little
more than floating armor and teeth. Groups of them chewed down entire drill towns.
Whales beached themselves and exploded with hordes of human-sized parasites
seeking new prey. The blood congealed in places, rending huge swaths of ocean
uninhabitable. Barnacles were found blocking the throats and lungs of millions
in seaside communities and inland.
Seismic detectors picked up activity beneath the drilling platform, still
bleeding. Throbbing tremors that grew stronger by the day. Soon the quakes formed
a ring that encircled the globe. Remote cameras caught hundreds of miles of sea
bed twitching and undulating.
Even Enertech would soon be bankrupt. The tsunami and earthquake damage alone
would run into the trillions.
But this would be only the beginning.