Fisherman Finds Massive Chain On Shore, Then Locals Tell Him Why It’s There

Onto solid ground

Dripping, Luke pulled himself higher, realizing he could stand. Edwin followed, boots splashing against slick stone. They were thirty feet under the ocean floor, yet standing on solid ground.

Stalactites glistened above, water dripping steadily from jagged edges. The air was cool, stale, but breathable. Luke removed his mask slowly, chest heaving as he inhaled. “This makes no sense,” he muttered.