After traveling for a while, the yacht finally reached a secluded part of the coast rarely visited by others, marked by towering cliffs and numerous reefs jutting out from the sea. Directly ahead of them sat a small, straight artificial island, specifically designed for coral conservation and used as a fishing platform. Gary cut the engine and lowered the anchor automatically so the boat wouldn't drift. Afterward, he, Dennis, and Jason stepped out of the bridge and saw Daisy, Olivia, and Kimberly already staring into the blue water from the back deck.
"Alright, let's dive in," Gary said, grabbing snorkels from a storage locker on the back deck.
"Hmm... I'll pass. I'll just wait here," Dennis said.
"Wait, why?" Daisy Number Seven asked.
"Yeah, it's a waste if you come all this way and don't get in the water," Kimberly added.
"Come on, bro," Jason said, patting Dennis on the back.
"But... I can't swim," Dennis muttered.
