It would have been sufficiently terrifying… You’d be hearing the hull pop, groan, and creak, then the laptops used to drive the boat start lighting up with “DANGER! HULL INTEGRITY FAILURE!”, followed by Stockton frantically grabbing that video game controller to drop the ballast, do an emergency blow, but it’s already too late… You don’t know how long before you get turned into shark chum, but the suspense…