The sudden stop caused Jiraiya to bump his head against a protruding piece of metal.
"Cloaked?" He rubbed the bruise on his scalp. "Who the hell wears a cloak on the beach?" Jiraiya had never been one to read a lot of science fiction (unless it was the sort of science fiction that was really just an excuse to write tentacle porn) so he wasn't familiar with the term. He moved so he could get a look at whatever it was the kid was talking about. There wasn't anyone there. That depression in the sand was odd, though. Really odd. As if there were something transparent sitting in the sand. His curiosity kicked in. Invisibility jutsu were more than just a hobby for him.
"Hmmm. I think that strangely symmetrical hole needs some investigation."