Frank Schatzing - The Swarm

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For more than two years, one book has taken over Germany’s hardcover and paperback bestseller lists, reaching number one in Der Spiegel and setting off a frenzy in bookstores: The Swarm.
Whales begin sinking ships. Toxic, eyeless crabs poison Long Island's water supply. The North Sea shelf collapses, killing thousands in Europe. Around the world, countries are beginning to feel the effects of the ocean's revenge as the seas and their inhabitants begin a violent revolution against mankind. In this riveting novel, full of twists, turns, and cliffhangers, a team of scientists discovers a strange, intelligent life force called the Yrr that takes form in marine animals, using them to wreak havoc on humanity for our ecological abuses. Soon a struggle between good and evil is in full swing, with both human and sub-oceanic forces battling for control of the waters. At stake is the survival of the Earth's fragile ecology-and ultimately, the survival of the human race itself.
The apocalyptic catastrophes of The Day After Tomorrow meet the watery menace of The Abyss in this gripping, scientifically realistic, and utterly imaginative thriller. With 1.5 million copies sold in Germany-where it has been on the bestseller list without fail since its debut-and the author's skillfully executed blend of compelling story, vivid characters, and eerie locales, Frank Schatzing's The Swarm will keep you in tense anticipation until the last suspenseful page is turned.

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He was assailed by a dull sense of loss. The world is changing, he thought. They're closing ranks against us. Somewhere something has been decided, and we weren't part of it. Humanity wasn't there.

He started the engine and drove away.

KIEL, Germany

Erwin Suess walked into Bohrmann's office with Yvonne Mirbach in tow. 'Call Johanson,' he said, 'Now.'

Bohrmann had known the Geomar director for long enough to grasp that something out of the ordinary had happened. 'What's wrong?' he asked, although he felt certain he knew.

Mirbach pulled up a chair and sat down. 'We've run through different scenarios on the computer. The collapse will take place sooner than we thought.'

Bohrmann's brow furrowed. 'Collapse? Last time we weren't even sure it would come to that.'

'The evidence doesn't look good,' said Suess.

'Because of the consortia?'

'Yes.'

Bohrmann felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. It's not possible, he thought. They're only bacteria – minute, microscopic organisms. He knew he was thinking like a child: how could something so small destroy a layer of ice a hundred metres thick? There was no way. What difference could a microbe make to thousands of square metres of seabed? None. It was inconceivable, unreal. It couldn't happen. Scientists knew relatively little about consortia, but it was clear that various micro-organisms worked in symbiotic partnerships at the bottom of the ocean. Sulphur bacteria, for example, allied themselves with archaebacteria – odd single-cell microbes that numbered among the oldest forms of life. The symbiosis was extremely successful. Consortia of this type had first been discovered on hydrates only a few years previously. The sulphur bacteria took up oxygen to break down nutrients, including nitrogen, carbon dioxide and other carbon compounds, which were released by the archaea as they feasted on their delicacy of choice.

Methane.

The symbiosis meant the sulphur bacteria also lived off methane, although they never got a taste of it. Most methane was found in the oxygen-free sediment, and sulphur bacteria needed oxygen to survive. Archaea didn't. They broke down methane without oxygen, and could carry on doing so several kilometres beneath the seabed. Scientists estimated that archaea converted 300 million tonnes of marine methane each year, which probably benefited the climate: broken-down methane couldn't escape into the atmosphere as a greenhouse gas. In that respect, archaea were a kind of environmental task-force.

Provided they stuck to the seabed.

The trouble was, archaea also lived in symbiosis with worms, and the mutant worm with monstrous jaws was covered with consortia of archaea and sulphur bacteria, living in its guts and on its skin. With every metre it descended into the ice, the bacteria were transported further into the hydrates, where they destroyed the frozen layers from the inside, spreading like a cancer. Before too long the worm would perish, and so, too, the sulphur bacteria, but the archaea would chomp their way steadily through the ice, turning the dense layer of hydrates into a porous friable mass. Gas would leak out to the surface.

Worms can't destabilise the hydrates , Bohrmann heard himself saying.

True. But that wasn't their purpose. They were only there to transport their consignment of archaea through the ice, like shuttle buses: next stop, methane hydrates, depth of five metres, alight here, time for work.

Why didn't we think of it before? thought Bohrmann. Fluctuating water temperatures, a decrease in hydrostatic pressure, earthquakes – all that was part of the hydrate expert's standard litany of doom. Whereas bacteria – everyone knew what they did down there, but no one had stopped to think about it. Not even in their worst nightmares had anyone envisaged an invasion like this. A methanotrophic suicidal worm? The sheer numbers of them; their distribution across the full length of the slope. It was absurd, inexplicable – even without the armies of archaea, driven by their deadly appetite, too many of them to imagine.

And he couldn't help thinking, how the hell did they get there? What are they doing there? What could have brought them?

Or who?

'The problem,' Mirbach was saying, 'is that our first simulation was based on largely linear assumptions. But real life isn't linear. We're dealing with developments that are chaotic and, in some cases, exponential. The ice is crumbling, which means gas shoots up from inside it, cracking more of the hydrates, so the seabed starts collapsing and the crisis point comes much-'

'OK, OK.' Bohrmann waved his hand. 'How long have we got?'

'A few weeks. Or days. Or even…' Mirbach hesitated. 'But we still can't be certain – I mean, we can't say for definite that it's really going to happen. All the evidence suggests it will, but it's such an unusual scenario. We can't prove a thing.'

'Cut to the chase, Yvonne. What do you think will happen?'

'I don't know.' She paused again. 'OK, say three army ants crossed the path of a mammal. They'd be stepped on and squashed. But if the same mammal were surrounded by thousands of army ants, they could eat it alive. That's how I imagine it is with the microbes. Do you see?'

'Call Johanson,' Suess repeated. 'Tell him we're predicting a Storegga Slide.'

Bohrmann exhaled slowly. He gave a silent nod.

THORVALDSON, Norway

They were standing on the edge of the helipad, looking down on the fjord. On the other side of the water, the shore was barely visible. The lake stretched out like tarnished steel beneath the greying sky.

'You're such a snob,' said Lund, jabbing a finger at the helicopter.

'Of course I am,' replied Johanson. 'But since I was press-ganged into this business, I think I've got the right to be picky.'

'Oh, don't start that again.'

Anyway, you're just as bad, insisting on driving around in my jeep.'

Lund smiled. 'Well, give me the key.'

Johanson fumbled in his coat pockets and pulled it out. He placed it in her palm. "

Take care of it while I'm gone.'

'You can count on me.'

'And no funny business with Kare.'

'In the jeep? I'm not that kind of girl.'

'I know what you're like. Anyway, at least you took my advice about defending poor Stone. He can fish his own bloody prototype out of the water.'

'I hate to disappoint you, but your advice didn't count. His reprieve was Skaugen's doing.'

'So he has been reprieved?'

'There's a chance he'll keep his job, if he can get things back on track.' She glanced at her watch. 'He'll be heading off in the submersible any time now. Wish him luck.'

'Why isn't he sending down a robot?'

'Because he's nuts. Actually, I think he wants to prove that in a crisis you need to do things his way. No one can handle it better than Clifford Stone.'

'And you're all letting him do it?'

'He's still the boss. Besides, in some was he's right. He'll get a better picture that way.'

Johanson had a vision of the Thorvaldson in a seascape of blurry greys, with Stone deep in the water beneath the keel, enshrouded in darkness and sinking towards the unknown. 'Well, you can't fault his courage.' He picked up his bag and they made their way to the helicopter. Skaugen had kept his promise and had loaned him Statoil's flagship model. It was a Bell 430, the last word in helicopter comfort, with minimal noise.

'About this Karen Weaver,' said Lund, as they stood outside the cabin door. 'What's she like?'

Johanson's eyes twinkled. 'Young, unbelievably pretty… How should I know?'

Lund flung her arms round him. 'You will take care of yourself, won't you?'

Johanson patted her back. I'll be fine. Why shouldn't I be?'

'No reason.' She was silent for a moment. 'Your advice wasn't entirely wasted, by the way. Those things you said to me – they made up my mind.'

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