Ray Mears - My Fake Diary

Thursday, 21 February 2008

I waved like mad at the helicopter and I think it saw me. It came closer but at the same time the ice around me started to crack beneath my feet and a rusty leviathon rose up.

It was a submarine with a big red star on it - so I guess it was Russian.

On seeing the sub, the chopper flew off as it belived that it would be fodder.

I was left all alone with this big monster of the deep.

"I WANT MY MUMMY!"