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with their tails and flippers.
    Gipsy looked at a plastic newspaper floating in the water
“The Liopleurodon Times.
It’s six years old!” she said. “This ship has been down here for six whole years at the very least!”

    â€œSo the ship crashed here a year before the cryptoclidus first arrived,” Teggs realized. “And the trouble only started when they started building factories around this area.”
    â€œMaybe they disturbed something,” said Gipsy. “Something dangerous!” Teggs nodded. Then he noticed a metal box on the floor with an aerial on top, half covered by the water. “Hey, Gipsy! This looks familiar . . .”
    â€œIt’s for sending distress calls!” cried Gipsy. “We’ve got something like it on the
Sauropod
.” She looked closely at the box. “It’s broken. But maybe I can fix it!”

    â€œTry!” Teggs urged her. “If we could only send an SOS to Sea Station One . . .”
    He waited anxiously while Gipsy went to work with her delicate claws. Finally she gave a small hoot of success. “I think I’ve got it working,” she said. “But there’s not much power. The signal is very weak.”
    â€œSomeone will hear it,” said Teggs quietly. “They
must
.”

    With nothing to do but wait, the astrosaurs moved on into the cold shadows of the creepy ship.Meanwhile, back on Sea Station One, Iggy and Arx were hard at work down in the storeroom. The two of them had been waiting ages for news of Teggs and Gipsy. They were worried sick.

    Arx was still checking over the chewed-up wreckage. He was patiently comparing sections of sub, fragments of floating factory and bits of the diving bell.
    Iggy had talked some cryptoclidus sailors into helping him fix one of the broken subs. They were busy in the room next door, hammering out dents in the sub’s metal body and fixing all the instruments. Iggy himself had taken tiny pieces from all the subs and was using them to build a brand new engine. Now it was ready for testing, so he switched it on.

    With a gentle hum, the engine started up first time.
    â€œI’ve done it!” cried Iggy. “This new engine is ten times better and fifty times quieter than the old ones!”
    Then the door to the storeroom flew open as Cripes splashed inside. Arx and Iggy spoke together. “Well?”
    â€œThe search party can’t find a thing down there,” said Cripes. “But every radio in the place is picking up some kind of weird SOS call! It seems to be coming from somewhere
beneath
the sea bed!”

    â€œIt
might
be Teggs and Gipsy,” cried Arx.
    â€œIf they are down there, I’ll find them!” vowed Iggy. “My new super-sub is almost ready to go. And it’s fitted with all kinds of extra gadgets!”
    â€œBut we know that the liopleurodon has a taste for subs,” Cripes reminded him. “It chomped all the old ones to pieces!”

    Arx cleared his throat. “Actually, that’s not true.”
    Cripes and Iggy stared at him.
    â€œIt was not a liopleurodon who chomped up the subs,” he went on. “And it was not a liopleurodon who wrecked those floating factories.”
    â€œCome on!” Cripes scoffed. “You’ll be telling us next that a liopleurodon didn’t chew up that diving bell.”
    â€œOh, no,” said Arx. “A liopleurodon
definitely
did that.” He nodded. “That’s how I know it didn’t do anything else!”
    â€œHow?” asked Cripes.
    â€œTooth marks!” cried Arx. “Look at that diving bell. It was ripped apart by long, sharp teeth. You can see the marks from here.”
    â€œSo?” said Iggy.
    â€œSo, I haven’t found tooth marks like that anywhere else,” Arx said.

    â€œNot on
any
of this wreckage.”
    â€œWhat
did
you find?” asked Cripes.
    â€œ
Tiny
marks,” Arx told him. “Hundreds