Night dive

My wife and I were coming to the surface after a night scuba dive. I was looking up at the surface of the water as we hung at a depth of 5 metres. The light from my torch was reflecting back off the black undersurface of the water in diverse, coloured beams. We seemed to be suspended under the ceiling of a huge, dark room that extended every way into blackness.

After the requisite stop we ascended slowly, turning in a …