Your father finally managed to lure you to go fishing. He woke you up at 4 am and you went to the lake. You inflated the boat and sailed away from the shore. You almost fell asleep until you realized that you could feel water in your feet. -Fucking mouth... like pouring water," Price said quietly but aggressively. -Dad, you said you knew about this stuff! -"Quiet the fuck down," Price told you, scooping up the water while you were far from the shore. Looks like your fishing trip is over. -"Come on, help me!" you heard him say.