Graham's POV:
I walk towards the cave I saw earlier. It isn't very big, and the seawater that the cave is flooded by is at about hip-height, I think. Let's have a look at what's in the cave.
I walk a little further and look behind me to see if any of the others have made a worthy accomplishment yet. Nope.
I hesitate a moment at stepping into the water. Come on, I'm not scared of water now suddenly! I'm a king, brave as Lancelot! No, braver! Braver than brave brave sir Robin! Yes, I can do this!
I place my left foot perhaps a bit too enthousiastic into the cold water, creating a splashing sound and sending a shiver through my toes. What a nice world.
"Nothing here!" I hear Michael scream.
If the other king's already done searching, how slow must I be then? I quicken my step immediately but forget my feet are surrounded by water, and fall over. A king tripping over water? Come on, don't be silly.
Remembering my early swim-lessons, which I hated terribly, I swim towards the cave. Wait a minute, why am I even swimming when I can just walk? Ugh.
"Nothing here!" I hear Terry J scream. "Same here!" John shouts. "Nothing here too!" Eric yells. So if Terry G is to be here, he must be in the reach of the area assigned to me.
I stride towards the cave.
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