Another version of the legend states that a diving bell was used in order to explore the depths of Lake Dublin in the dawning years of the 1980s, but the diving bell did not have enough tether to make it to the bottom of the deepest portion of the lake. A scuba diver was then sent down to explore this cavernous void and disappeared. Days later — in an identical fashion to the tale told of the skin diver — the scuba diver was allegedly discovered in the woods by a group of hikers, also nude and rambling unintelligibly about “monsters.” This is where the tales diverge, however, as in the caverns discovered by the scuba diver allegedly had dry, oxygen filled pockets that were inhabited not by prototypical Lake Monsters, but an as yet unclassified and altogether more bizarre breed of subterranean cryptid. Sadly — perhaps due to the mentally unhinged state of the eyewitness — no description of these presumably horrific beasts was ever chronicled, nor where the reasons why these creatures felt compelled to release the diver in a state of undress ever revealed. In a move that virtually solidifies the Dublin Lake Monster’s status as an urban (or, perhaps more appropriately sub-urban) legend, the story concludes on the tragic note that the unidentified scuba diver was institutionalized due to his inability to live with the horror that he had been confronted by in those unfathomably deep caves beneath the dark waves of Dublin Lake.