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My friends and I were all out together spending the weekend in a shack by the beach; I'd stolen away for a moment to take a breath alone outside, when I spotted a wooden flute on the ground. I picked it up, and tried to play it but I couldn't get the damn thing to work. I blew and blew, frustrated, but nothing.

I took a deep breath, concentrated, then pursed my lips and tried a different approach. This time, the most beautiful sound came out. Shocked, I stopped, and looked at it. I tried again, and sure enough, sound! Delighted, I wandered off toward the beach playing and gazing out to the sea. I saw something sparkle just beyond the rocks. Curiosity got the better of me and I waded out to where the rocks were just jutting out of the water. I climbed over them until I got to where I saw the sparkly things, and strung along a line were the most beautiful lures I'd ever seen.

I started picking them up one by one, they looked like jewels, when I noticed that the fishing line was no longer a fishing line, now it was made of something sturdier. I saw hanging on it even more lures just like the ones in my hands, and I couldn't resist. I climbed along the line, grabbing each one in turn and hiding them away in my pockets. I got to one that had what looked to be a pink power ranger motif, when suddenly the line started being pulled in. At this point I was well above the rocks and didn't want to drop down, so I just held on tight and I was pulled closer and closer to another shack, this one on a cliff.

I shut my eyes tight hoping I wouldn't be in too much trouble, and cracked one eye open when the line stopped moving. I was face to face with a shaggy-haired man who looked to be just a bit older than me, shaking his head and laughing at my terrified expression. "Looks like I caught more than just fish today! You know it's not nice to take other people's things young lady." I looked down at the lures, then back up at him, and laughed nervously. "You can keep those, but I have to ask for that one back, it's a collectors item." He nabbed the pink power ranger lure, and pocketed it, then helped me down.

We were standing next to a rack where a bunch of nets were hanging, and I heard a strange clacking/rattling. "You know what that is?" He said with a sly grin. I edged closer to the nets out of curiosity, and a crab dropped straight out of them and onto my chest! I flailed and the thing crawled all over me, finally I was able to fling it off the deck and into his yard, where a bunch of other crabs were wandering around. "Crabs," he chuckled grabbing my shoulder, "never mess with the crabs. They'll get ya every time."