L'entrepreneur Innovaticus ©

There once was a one who was fearLess and bold
The tale has been told and is still is being re-Told
He had the cojones of the land of Spartacus
This, is the tale of L'entrepreneur Innovaticus....

Others stand at the Edge of the Cliff,  whispering amongst themSelves, pointing in quelle horreur at the Sharks clearly cutting through the Water beLow, directly above the Gold which lay piercingly visible against the Ocean Floor, glittering in a Hypnotic Fashion as it catches the rays of the warm sunLight filtering through the Body of Water, like the dove at the resurrection of Jesus the Christ, offering Aesthetic Redemption.
L'entrepreneur is standing amongst them (not the sharks, the humans).

They (sans L'enterepreneur) fantasise and make Shark jokes wishing they were Iron Man so they could swoop in and scoop the entire Gold off the ocean floor.
Sharks can't bite through metal, or can they? I don't think they can bite through Iron Man metal though, or can they? 

Anyway, not to deviate....

They laugh amongst them-Selves,  bonding over their wittiness and hilarity.  It becomes a Social Event,  with a gradual increase in Crowd Mass due to the fact that they keep calling their mates to see the spectacle beLow of the Sharks swimming above the Treasure.  Their mates come over,  look inTo the water go WHOA!  Duuude!  This is Siiiick!  Then, they start discussing fantastic and implausible scenarios to retrieve the Treasure.

The Entrepreneur is standing amongst them.
He has not heard a Word they are saying.

He has been looking at the swimming patterns of the sharks.
How they are juxtaposed against each other.
The hypnotic beauty of movement...
and form.

He thinks of what that gold can do to improve human lives.

He cannot jump in the water amongst the Sharks.
That would be Foolish.

He walks away from the revelers all the way to the house up on the cliff.
He walks around the back of the House.  He does not know what he is looking for, but he knows he will recognise it once he sees it.

And then...


 Eureka!  
There is no box.

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