Without a torch of my own, I could see nothing except the odd glimpse as the light caught parts of the animal's silver body. I knew the conger was there though. From time to time, I could feel it nuzzling my face inquisitively, and the thickness of its powerful muscular body was sliding past my groin. All things considered, I kept remarkably still. I fired off the remaining frames of film in a hit and mainly miss manner.
Diving always offers the unexpected.
I had to wait to get the film processed to see what I'd actually recorded on film.