DEATH was stalking their ship! At midnight, July 29, 1945, the heavy cruiser Indianapolis lay almost exactly midway between Leyte and Guam in the Pacific. The war was all but over. The Japs were on the run. Many of he men on board were already thinking of home. But Death was stalking the Indianapolis. Six sleek torpedoes fanned out, darting toward their prey. In exactly twelve minutes she sank in a blazing inferno. Slithering and sliding over the oil-streaked decks. 800 men plunged into the sea--only to face one of the worst ordeals of World War II. By a fantastic twist of fate and error, the Navy did not know the Indianapolis had gone down. It was only on the fourth day, after the sea, sun and sharks had taken their terrible toll, that any rescue action was taken. How did this disaster happen? What did the survivors experience? And, how did the Navy explain away the worst snafu in its history?