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“Your mask’s full of blood, Rod. Are you OK?”

“I’m not sure….” I replied, my words hanging in the air as I tried to work out what was happening to me. The pain had gone - and as the time passed on the surface the faintness and dizziness were abating. At least I knew what the strange wet sensation inside my mask. I had never had my face in a pool of blood before – the wetness of blood had a different more clinging, oily feeling compared to water.

I lifted both my hands up and taking hold off both sides of my mask I gingerly lifted it off my face breaking the watertight seal. Instantly a pool of blood spilled from it into the water around me spreading outwards in a dark, red/black cloud like the ink of a startled octopus.

A shock of alarm ran through me as I watched the cloud spreading. This was beyond my limited experience and I didn’t know if I was in trouble or not. I didn’t feel in any great difficulty now – but the sight of so much of my own blood was disconcerting. I had perhaps a few hundred feet to snorkel back to shore - so even if it was serious, I wasn’t in any immediate danger given that there were five other divers around me to assist.