I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 241: Silver tunnel

"Fishes can definitely not poop silver... or whatever this thing is? I'm assuming that you know what silver actually is." Gerlach assured a tad swiftly, but his sentence had been slowed down by uncertainty.

"Silver is a metal, it's made from earth and stuff." The hero followed along, although he shifted the topic a tad bit.

Not to forget, that statement was inaccurate in some aspects; but since neither of these fish were truly aware of what metal was, they suddenly saw the sea-pancake as a genius.

Dana aided them to get back in the main topic, by questioning. "Okay but why is this ship filled with metal? I've never seen a sunken ship before, but are they supposed to be like this? Everything looks too spiffy."

The good skeleton-lady carried a strong point. Because although this complexity was an eye-sore: the thin metal that was coating this spot, gave a decipherable illusion that everything was in perfect order, clean so to speak.

Not to mention, this oddity seemed very recent! As the silver ground appeared so fresh and new, that the slightest beams of light could be easily reflected from it!

No one could give a proper answer to what the stingray lady had just asked, because this situation seemed just too different.

And upon further inspection, they could see a tunnel-like entrance that stretched just about a foot wide.

This led to another thought that was a tad firmer. Simply speaking, although this scene could be firmly labelled as bizarre, most of the group understood that a tunnel could lead to anything that was under the surface!

So after a bit of contemplation, Timmy made a decision for everyone in the team. "I should explore that hole over there, you guys will stay here."

"I'm not a guy." Osira corrected, her tone was calm and seemingly a bit hesitant to correct such matters.

"Sorry miss lady." The younger one followed along, truly apologetic.

Yet the topic swiftly returned to the main one, as the geezer tried to discourage. "Do you really think that it's worthwhile to go down there?"

The crave for exploration was growing stronger, so the sea-pancake insisted. "Common man, do you know how rare this is? There might be something cool down there!"

Using a further reference, the hero decided to remind. "One thing that this ocean has taught me, is that anyone could get powers so why shouldn't I try my luck?"

And with a wave of half-logic, he tried to seal the topic up by adding. "Besides, only you and I can fit through that tunnel. And if we both go down there, our friends up here can be attacked by sharks!"

"We can protect ourselves." The black-grouper was of course quick to add, because she was feeling just a tad offended.

"Of course you can," Gerlach interrupted before the young boy could have said anything stupid.

And then he continued, "His point is that more protection is better than less protection, if that makes sense?"

Although still a bit pissed, Osira was reasonable of course. So she decided to move the conversation towards another direction, "Who's going to protect him down there though?"

The old man began embracing the idea of inspiration, so he tried to assure. "Himself, but can we really stop him though? This little rascal is obviously looking for treasure." josei

And then the same man decided to seal the idea by weighing in, "Besides, it shouldn't take too long."

"Guh fine!" Osira replied and just hoped that her friend won't do something stupid down there.

As Timothy headed towards the tunnel with a strutt of confidence, a crack in his tone signified excitement. "It's settled then, wait for me here!"

And as he reached the tunnel, it took a bit of guts to enter the structure because it sure seemed creepy down there.

Regardless, that hesitation only lasted a few seconds, because the little boy managed to find more reasons to continue sinking towards this rabbit hole.

For example, this tunnel was coated with silver regardless of how deep he swam towards it. Which gave a sense of comfort, it made the little hero feel that a collapse wouldn't be possible thanks to these circumstances.

Not to mention, the calmness and well-being in this area, allowed Tim to dwell into other thoughts as he sunk deeper towards this hole ~ because after all, there wasn't anything better to do.

It was noticeable that a full coat of silver, still surrounded this ongoing and snug structure; but it became more difficult to see by the passing second. So an option was to kill a little bit of time by embracing different thoughts.

"I wonder if there are any sharks down here, could they fit?" He asked, speaking out loud because there was no one else around.

[The smallest species, and or newborns could fit but there might not be any of those down here]

Curiosity struck the hero once again, making him ask. "Why not?"

[I have a sense that this tunnel will be a dead end, and no one stays in dead ends for long]

He silently agreed to that thought, and just hoped that there was truly something down there that was worth the effort.

But just now, he began noticing that the tunnel was a bit more complex than he first had thought. Because it wasn't exactly straight down, but had quite a few twists and turns.

He could notice these soft changes in direction, because it would take a specific type of muscle work to swim in any direction.

And until now, he was able to feel that he had swam upwards for tens of meters. It continued like that before he had to swim straight down once more.

The sheer length of this tunnel began feeling fascinating; because in most cases, a tunnel that stretches just a few meters long, would feel utterly normal.

But this one had stretched over a couple hundred meters long already! It began concerning the boy for a little bit, because just what could have made this long tunnel and why would they need to make it?!

It felt like a great treasure was hiding on the other side, but an acute sense of danger was still developing!

Along with that, he also felt that this tunnel might never end. Such a train of thought was illogical to say at least, but nothing about this tunnel made any sense either. So no idea could be discriminated, even though they waged war against each other!

What gave the boy a bit of hope, had happened only after a couple hundred meters after he had entered the tunnel!

The darkness he was constantly swimming through, was suppressing to say at least. But now, he could see a tremendously faint bit of light, illuminating from the other side!