Now – I'd like to tell you the story of my grotto. That's where I live. It is a huge cave about 300 metres underneath the bottom of Loch Ness, opposite the town of Drumnadrochit.
It has a very nice view of Urquhart castle when I come straight up to the surface, but nowadays there are too many tourists and cameras waiting so I usually only use this way at night. My cave is very comfortable and I had lived there very happily until last year when things began to get very uncomfortable indeed.
It all began with the arrival of a mad scientist (Mad Mick) and his underwater search team. I don't really know what they wanted but they disturbed me a lot, and then I became very anxious about my cave.
Their first attempt to find me was just really noisy. They came out onto the lake in a boat and put this piece of sonar equipment into the water so they could listen for sounds – a 'hydrophone', I think it's called.
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