Flecks of sand flowed violently into Harjen’s bug-sized eyes, forcing him to summon up another chunk of determination to continue. He nearly decided to abandon this dive and project himself back to the surface. Instead, with a final burst of energy, he reached out his right arm in the direction he had seen the shiny object.
Success! Feeling the small metal object in his fingertips, he quickly closed his palm around it and secured it tightly in his grasp. Like a diver making a flip turn to continue the next leg of their swim, Harjen coiled up both of his legs and pushed with all his might. Moments before losing consciousness from lack of oxygen, Harjen’s head popped through the surface of the water and he swallowed as much oxygen as his tired lungs could take.
Coughing uncontrollably, he looked down through the water to reassure himself that he still held on to the object of his dive. The feeling in his fingertips was fleeting due to the cold temperature of the water. He quickly labored his way to the shore and collapsed in a giant heap on the solid ground, just inches from the shore.
To be continued…