We were in an Air Force rescue raft bound for a sunken ship a few miles off the coast. Midway out, we were caught in a storm and dragged out to sea. When the storm cleared, we were in a dense fog. We began to hear strange noises, rather like the splashing of a porpoise . . . also a sickening odor like that of a dead fish. The noise got closer to the raft and it was then we heard a loud hissing sound, and a deep, dumb-sounding voice calling out ''Imma comin, beany boooooy!''.

Out of the fog we saw what looked like a long pole, about ten feet high, sticking straight up out of the water. On top was a bulb like structure. It appeared several more times, getting closer to the raft. The silence was broken once again by something out of the fog. I can only describe it as a high-pitched whine, followed by that deep voice again, saying ''you took Beany booooy!''. We panicked. All five of us put on our fins and went into the water... 'Keep together and try for the ship!' I yelled.

After we were in the water, we became split up in the fog. From behind I could hear the screams of my comrades one by one. I got a closer look at the thing just before my last friend went under. The neck was about 10 feet long, green, and smooth looking. The head was like that of a sea-turtle, except more elongated with teeth. There appeared to be what looked like a purple dorsal fin when it dove under for the last time, and on its eyes were three long purple eyelashes. Also, as best I am able to recall, the eyes were green.

I finally made it to the ship, the top of which protruded from the water, and stayed there for most of the night. Early that morning I swam to shore and was found by the rescue unit. My poor comrades were never to be seen again.

I suffered a perpetual mental breakdown until the airing of Beany and Cecil (Bob Clampett cartoon) had stopped, 3 months later. However, I am forever disturbed by what I saw back when I was a teenager. I've become a member of every single paranormal forum. Some of the members there had claimed to have seen what I saw, so I requested their contact details so we could talk about our sightings. I have battled depression for my entire life because of people not believing me.

I'm just wondering what's so hard to believe about all of this. I know what I saw, and my friends all saw it and reacted to it at the same time, so I didn't hallucinate it.