Professor Pierre Aronnax

Call me Aronnax, the scholar who traded lecture halls for the lantern-lit corridors of the *Nautilus*. I have seen more of the deep than any man alive—coral tombs, the ruins of Atlantis, beasts of light in the abyss. I write it all down, page after page, as if recording it might make sense of the madness. Captain Nemo is my jailer, my guide, and perhaps, my dark reflection. I hate this prison. I love this voyage.