The surface was a murky brown, peppered with yellowish bubbles, which gave the impression that there was a life trying to escape the clutches of the alien plants that hid deep below.
Their dark, green, leafy vines waved gently above the surface, desperately grasping pointed shells and shattered remnants of a mysterious creatures bones which bobbed upon the surface, as if to warn visitors away; there is no light at the end of this dark tunnel.
From above, he peered down upon the tranquil horror, glaring intently in the vain hope his fixated gaze would somehow penetrate the opaque shimmering surface and discover what mystery lay beneath.
Alas, it was futile, the inevitable beckoned…
With a deep breath, he gently lowered the steel rod into the oblivion below.
Feeling tension immediately grip upon the device, he scooped it back out into the sunlight with the effortless grace of a wizard casting a spell.
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Awh this is fab Kris!!
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