I actually felt the centimeter or two my heart dropped in my chest at post #8.
The sea is a cruel mistress, and even in the 21st century, effortlessly repels our attempts to rescue people it takes more often than not. I can't imagine not only being those kids trapped, but being one of the people getting texts from someone clawing around in an air pocket. What a helpless feeling.
Looks like bad weather is slowing things down substantially. No word when the most recent text was as far as I can tell.