By the side of the dazzling sea, stood blue-eyed Shelly, in her diving suit, being fully equipped. The night was splendid. She sensed the sea calling out, ready to embrace and gradually lull her to an unawakened slumber. Unlike ordinary people who came by to relish the beauty of the sea, she went all alone in an absurd time, unaccompanied. Though the sea was a real charm during the day, she actually was pretty creepy at night.

Shelly was the only daughter of a famous couple, who lived in a posh house. Having grown up all alone, her life was utterly dry and she yearned for acquaintance. She wasn’t frequently allowed to mingle with neighbours. She shared intimacy with Almighty and addressed Him her troubles. Though showered with love, she longed to have a kid sister. It was after she gained a career, her parents bought her a gigantic dwelling by the beach side.

And then as she stood, she had decided to give up her life. Being young, she wasn’t mentally prepared for such an endeavour. That night, she rang her parents and wished them goodnight. She seemed strangely emotional to her mother. Shelly was fully equipped in case she couldn’t help dying and wanted to live. She rowed far and wide in her motorboat, which was her last birthday present. She ensured she hadn’t crossed the red limiting line, or else the alarm would ring in the control room. When it was fairly deep, she jumped down. A big splash! But it wasn’t actually pleasant to gulp a lot of the saline water and feel downright sick. She wanted to breathe. She grabbed her mask and connected it. The first gasp of oxygen was divine. She never loved breathing so much. Switching on the headlight, she did a bit of sea exploration and eventually decided to return home.

It was abruptly that her leg caught hold of something. She swam down. When light flashed she found a weeded trunk, which was chained. She thanked God as she found her boat. She tugged the trunk into the boat and rowed back. Her maids stood flabbergasted as Shelly was totally drenched in water. She ran to her room and left the trunk in one corner. She grabbed her towel for a fresh shower. She hadn’t dreamt of living those moments. But something strange in her heart, made her blissful.

The next day, she went to office, and was bizarrely brisk. Her colleagues were surprised by a new Shelly. Having returned home, she had her supper and read a book for a while. It was then that she noticed the trunk. However she appeared a lot apathetic. This was because sea exploration was always packed with adventure and fun. She had a whole room stuffed with huge chests. She hadn’t even let her maids to that room, which made it a lot messier.

On opening it, she found a musty diary, a blue one. It wasn’t in a fine condition. At first she glanced through the pages. Later with all due interest, she read it. She had never read an author’s book with so much interest to sacrifice her sleep. It was definite that it wasn’t a happy story. As the clock struck six in the morning, she finished reading the bulky diary. Tears welled up in her eyes and they streamed down. Something had broken her heart.

The day at office wasn’t really good. She seemed awfully depressed. She decided to take leave for a week. Her colleagues were once again surprised at a mood alteration. That night, she rang her mom and told that she was leaving for Frankfurt’s Farm and that she was in search of her old buddy.

It was a true blow for her maids. She packed her bag and took a wad of notes. She started her brand new jeep and steered off. All in mind was to find Frankfurt’s farm in Roscoe village. She travelled for about three hours and finally arrived at the place. The gate had a big padlock. She walked to the neighbours and they told her that they had shifted their home to some place else. She got into her vehicle and glimpsed through the diary. She then found the friend’s list and their contact numbers. She at once began to call everyone. Some people had no contact with the family, while others failed to answer the call. Mr. Frederick, a friend told that that they left for Evergreen village. She travelled to the village in search of Frank’s home. After an hour, she found the residence.

But this time her endurance was at stake. The gate was locked again. On examining the surroundings, she observed something engraved on the wall. It was laterally inversed. She scrabbled for her handy mirror and it read “The trunk has the key”. She ran to her car and opened the trunk. She rummaged all about but was of no avail. Suddenly, the reflected light flashed on her face. It was then she comprehended the oblique message. It was to haul off the mirror attached to the top of the trunk. Ultimately, she found a key.

She tried the key on the padlock, but it didn’t unlock. She figured it to be of the main door. The old mountain climbing champion swiftly climbed up the tall gate and jumped to the other side. Ooo…She crooned as she saw the house. It seemed real eerie and spooky with plants overgrown and fainted paint. She paced to the door. She coughed badly as it was caked with dust. She tried the key and flung the door open. It was a royal home with expensive furnishings and valuable paintings. But it was strange to call it a farmhouse. She moved from room to room. Definitely it was fun and adventure. She moved to the office room. It was more like a detective’s chamber with criminal records and investigation books. She walked to the kids’ room. It was delightful, laden with toys and paintings. It evoked a nostalgic feeling. She tidied the muddle and slept among the dolls like fairy in dreamland. It was the happiest night of her life.

The next morning, while examining the office room she pored through a diary. She finally found the orphanage address and left for Little Lamb orphanage. There she found one of Frankfurt’s daughter- Emerald. She ran to the fragile figure and squeezed her. She was a pretty girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She explained everything to Emerald. It was very essential that Shelly find the other twin, but the nuns refused to reveal the details. They told that she was adopted by a celebrity couple.

That night when she was lying on the bed, amidst the dolls, she saw a carving on the wall- Emerald loves Amethyst. She read it to her self and it rapidly clicked. Emerald loves ‘AMETHYST’. It gave her a jolt. She jumped out of bed and seized her laptop. She was immensely glad to find the other twin’s name. She typed ‘celebrity couples’ adopted daughters’. The results appeared and she found the name Amethyst.

She was far too galvanized. She clicked on the name. To her utter surprise, she found her own picture with the name Shelly beside it. She was ready for a surprise of finding her name, being an adopted

daughter. But was least prepared, to acknowledge a bewildering shock of being Amethyst. Still with her nightdress on, she ran out of the house and steered to the orphanage. They were shocked to find her at night. She hugged Emerald and once and followed legal steps to take her home.

Finally after a month, the fraternal twins were working in the same establishment. Emerald successfully filled the hole in Amethyst’s heart. Regaining her sister was wonderful. Her adoptive parents were in fact happier. That wasn’t then end of it. Both of them were eager to find their background.

It was from Frederick they learnt that their father was a detective named Frankfurt. Their houses were named as farmhouses to confuse the criminals. Due to continuous threats they kept changing homes. Finally for their security, their parents left them in Little Lamb orphanage. On their final family voyage, Frankfurt left the details of his beloved daughters in a chest and dropped it in the sea. In the diary he asked the reader to find and save his daughters. Later they left for Paris. But they were murdered in an extremely brutal manner. In the meantime, the perky baby Amethyst particularly grabbed the adopters’ attention. They named her Shelly. Though they knew all about Frankfurt, they revealed no details to her. In fact, Shelly never wanted to know regarding her original parents as she thought they had neglected her. Finally, the sea in which she was to end her life had given her a whole new meaning and God helped her retrieve her dear sister.

These creatures were filmed in the deep sea between 1000/5000 meters deep and most of them are completely new species discovered with a new submarine which was used for the first time to make this documentary.