He watched as the sandy shore behind him got smaller and smaller.
After putting the regulator into his mouth as he had done so many
times before, he dove lithely backwards into the crystal water.
The wavering light from the place he had just come from retreats
and fades behind him as he plunges himself deeper into the abyss
He sees the rest of his group jump in as he floats silently in
the water. He is intrigued by the tiny bubbles, of what looks
liquid mercury, that now surround him. He watches as they begin
to wobble their way like jelly-fish up to the surface.
A shoal of silver fish darts past the boy and leave behind them
their own trail of liquid mercury bubbles. One of the gleaming
fish breaks away from the shoal and swims in the opposite
direction. The fish, like the boy, seeks more adventure. The boy
takes a quick glance over his shoulder and sees the diving guide
is too far away to catch him now. In that instant, he swims after
It seems like he's been swimming forever, and after a while it
becomes so dark he has to switch his headlamp on. The boy thinks
he's lost the fish but then the light from the headlamp reflects
off the fish's body. He sees the fish go through a narrow,
It's going to be a squeeze, he thinks as he pulls himself
through the hole. On the other side of the cave is nothing but
dark waters. However, his headlamp gives him just enough light to
be able to find the fish who was swimming rapidly forward.
He sees the fish swim through what looks like a porthole. A
shipwreck? He thinks to himself. He examines the outside of
the boat, and sees a ragged gap in the wooden frame of the boat
just big enough for him to fit through. He looks around the
inside of the boat, when he recognizes the gleam of the fish. He
moves towards it, all he can see is its wriggling tail.
He reaches down to lift the floorboard that traps the tiny silver
fish, but it instead it just splinters in his hands. The little
fish, now free, darts away and out of the boat. The boy would've
followed it, but something else has caught his eye.
He reaches his hand down the hole he has just made and grabs the
mysterious item. He shines it on his wetsuit, only to discover
it's a gold amulet, embellished with emeralds. There is also a
latin inscription: quisnam habitum phylacterium mos intereo, but
he doesn't understand it.
The boy clutches the amulet, proud of his treasure, and swims out
of the boat and squeezes himself back through the tiny cave. The
amulet's chain catches on something- his oxygen tank. While
trying to get it loose, the boy notices his oxygen meter is
almost in the red.
Panicked, he swims even faster to the way he'd come, still
clutching the amulet. He looks back at the oxygen meter that
continues to go down. He's not sure if he's going to make it, and
he regrets ever leaving the group. He can almost feel the sun he
is so close. He claws his hands furiously through the water, but
to no avail. With no oxygen, he begins to fade in and out of
consciousness. His clutch on the amulet loosens, and it floats
The man who had been swimming rapidly towards the boy pushed
himself even faster, and pulled the boy to the surface.