5 June 2012
Once I was diving in an ocean, blue as azure. On the lid it said only one word: Mystery. It looked like an old treasure chest, but I was not completely sure, so I attached a rope, and decided to pull it in. My boat was securely anchored, so I did not worry, then all of a sudden I couldn't see; something had hit me. I fell deeper into the ocean blue, my mask knocked off, my face turning blue.
When I finally came to my senses, I was lying on a beach, with no recollection of how I got there. I started searching for something to show me where I was, but it seemed it was a small deserted island, I had no idea where I was.
After a while of scouting the island, I decided to go for a little swim. I jumped in the warm water, and started to swim. After a while I felt an urge to dive, just one more time, to at least feel alive. I dove into the clear salty water, air depleating, and my heart beating harder. In the water suddenly I saw, the same old mystery box from the day before.
I went back to the beach and tried to think. I had been nowhere near any beach yesterday on my boat. My mind was tingling with questions so deep, but to find the answers, I'd have to enter back into the deep. I spent two weeks, making tools and preparing to work, finding twine, and then I started making rope, like it was my lifes work. After a month, I finally had the rope I'd need, so once again I swam out to visit the deep.
I dove in determined to succeed, and it all went okay. I fastened the rope to the old chest, swam back and started to pull it in. After about an hour, I finally had the mystery box up on land. I approached it with shaking hands. I started opening the lid and...
Mystery Box • Opuss № I