I was down at the ship yard recently, overseeing the construction of yet another Fillet-class ship (we have a LOT, I'll tell you that much), really just making sure things were moving smoothly. Suddenly one of the managers comes up to me and tells me about a great opportunity to get some spare plates. See, our construction, for all it produces, is really done on the margins, so any chance to get some more resources is worth looking into.
She tells me about some old ship that sunk decades ago off the coast of Alaska. I'd never heard of it, couldn't find anything on it, but she was adamant it existed. I dispatch a plane to verify, since the manager claimed it was quite large (and thus valuable), and we wait for the results.
Turns out it's real. Great!
Around a hundred meters long, displacing two thousand tonnes. It was an old merchant ship, looked to have foundered in rough seas.
I still found it odd that I could find nothing on this ship, but whatever, we needed the steel. It looked to be in somewhat salvageable condition, anyhow.
I took initiative, sending a few Fillets that had been designated seaworthy and equipped with trawling equipment, but not with weaponry, to begin probing for recovery. Everything looked good, with the caveat that the double hull appeared to still be filled with air, even at hundreds of meters depth. Seemed like it had good seals, we figured.
Some big steel boxes and heavy cables looked adequate for the job, able to be lowered and pumped full of air from just a few Fillets.
We applied to raise the mystery ship, and within a few weeks the operation had succeeded. We'd had the ship on the surface again.
It was at this point we made the terrible mistake of opening the double hull up.

If anybody out there is in need of two hundred human skeletons, please contact me below.

I'm not superstitious, I'm just saying I really don't want to step foot on that wreck again. Haven't the faintest what could have put those things in their, my personal guess is some sort of criminal activity as they seemed to have died decades apart with signs of anything from blunt force to gunshots to stabbing, but who knows.

Anyways, how was your Monday?