penthius

The iridescent seaweed glowed beneath them, surging back and forth on the tides. The crowds of people who'd come to see the strange phenomenon looked like a trail of ants converging on a bowl of sugar from the helicopter high above. She leaned forward and aimed her video camera down, catching the expressions of awe and wonder, or confusion, or boredom. She zoomed in on that face. Boredom? Who would be bored and still go down to the beach to see the strange seaweed that was washing ashore, glowing and sparkling for reasons no scientist had yet been able to explain? It wasn't a teenager who had stumbled across it and now wished to leave, either. The man with the bored expression on his face looked--

Inspiration: "iridescent seaweed" - a fantastically awesome phrase to randomly find in the dictionary.
Story Potential: High.
Notes: What is it with my stories and "phenomena scientists can't explain"?