It's very still tonight, very quiet. The dark is darker than usual and you can feel it as a presence in the room. You put on a record but even that sounds oddly quiet - too far away. You are alone and, strangely, your loneliness feels like a companion tonight.
Have you ever been out to sea? In my youth I was a sailor - I've had the opportunity to sail both the Pacific and Atlantic. When night falls on the ocean you learn what isolation is. There is no one around for miles and, even if you knew where they were, how would you get to them? The winds are still, the skies are clear, and you are staring out into a universe of cold stars.
Listen, though, are you truly alone? There is life under the water. You can hear the small waves ripple and splash against the hull - but what is that other noise? Something deep, groaning, a bass so profound. Some far off cargo ship plying the ocean on it's way to Europe or Asia? Could it be something else, an antediluvian moan from an indescribable creature of the depths?