Despite his efforts, Peter could not quite discern the details of the mysterious spectacle that had caught his attention. But he was certain something was moving purposefully across the icy landscape. The fleeting glimpse was enough to arouse his curiosity, a vivid blur against the sleek white of the iceberg.
After a few tense seconds, the movement vanished, slipping silently to the other side of the iceberg. Peter stood there with his binoculars, a mixture of confusion and intrigue filling him. “What could that be?” he muttered to himself, many possibilities coming to mind. The sudden disappearance of movement only deepened his curiosity, making him want to understand what the ice might conceal.