29/11/2025
TRAVIS bolted headlong down the beach. The growing hurricane winds practically carried him along. The increasing rain pelted against his bare skin.
He soon found Jake sprawled out in the surf. Lying flat on his back. With his headlamp pointed directly at the dark clouds overhead.
But was still clutching the Frisbee and the beer bottle in his hand.
“What the hell, man? You okay?” Travis shouted. Both out of concern and to be heard over the crashing waves.
“Yeah,” Jake shielded his eyes with the Frisbee and grinned. “Just tripped over something, that’s all.”
“You had me worried, Dude!” Travis laughed. Then offered his cousin a hand up.
The two teens aimed the beams of their headlamps at the incoming surf. To see just what it was that had caused Jake to lose his footing.
They spotted a long, narrow object half-buried in the sand. That looked like a washed-up fish carcass. Or maybe a rubber pipe.
“What the hell is that?” Travis queried and studied it with his beam.
Jake moved in for a closer look. Then reached out to touch it.
“Is it dead?”
Just as his hand grazed the creature’s rough surface, a small wave crashed in, and the thing thrashed about!
It’s jagged jaws wide open!
Jake managed to sn**ch his hand back just in time! As the ravenous, blunt-nosed fish snapped down. Just barely missed his fingers!
“Holy s**t! That’s a shark!” Travis shouted.
The wave was just large enough to lift the creature off the sand. The two boys laughed as it thrashed about. Then disappeared into the oncoming waves!
“Damn!” Travis shouted in disbelief. “That thing almost got you, man!”
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Danger lurks in the shallows. And it’s ready to feed.
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