The three boys had spotted the entrance to the cave one day at the beach. It was concealed among the sand dunes and it didn't look like anyone had been inside recently. They thought about old tales of smugglers and decided to come back later and explore it when there were fewer people around.
Under cover of darkness they met and made their way to the cave. They all had torches and the bravest one of them led the way.
The entrance was barely four feet high and it became smaller as they entered, bringing about the need to crawl. After a few minutes the size of it increased significantly and they were standing in a large cavern.
"Wow!" said one of them as he shone his torch around.
"What's that?" asked another, spotting a drawing on the wall.
It resembled a combination of hieroglyphics and cave paintings and appeared to depict men running from the sea.
"Maybe they couldn't swim," one of the boys suggested.
There was a loud roaring noise coming from the entrance.
"What's that?"
Before anyone could speculate as to what it was the sea rapidly filled their exit as it raced in, rising rapidly.
Within minutes the cavern was completely flooded. The boys stood no chance.
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