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(continued – conclusion) We last left our heroes rising toward the surface, racing against the clock and the inevitable depletion of the air in their scuba tanks. Mike glanced over at PJ to see how she was fairing and to his dismay PJ’s air supply had run out. She was rising to the surface only because of the sea hair helping her along. I could see the ripples of the surface now only moments away. Breaking the surface I quickly removed my diving tanks and proceeded to free PJ of the equipment that had prematurely failed her. Holding her head above the water in hopes to see a sudden gasp of air from her, I was crushed to see not the slightest sign of movement. So focused was I that I had not noticed the huge yellow structure come upon us. A hand was being held forth for me to grab, but I instead held out the hand of my diving mate. The hand whisked her away and was again extended for my benefit. Boarding the craft I found PJ had been revived by one I later found out to be Jeremy Hilary Boob, famed pilot of the Yellow Submarine. We all rejoiced in our good fortune and sang many familiar songs based in the famous Yellow Submarine lore. And we all know what the fate of this famous Yellow Submarine was, and they all lived happily ever after. :) (this is my propane tank project - almost done)