I live near a lake in the middle of know where my parents do research in the forest. It's 10 o'clock at night and I'm in the forest skinny dipping in the lake when something wraps around my throat pulling me under then letting me go back to the surface. I gasp for breath before being grabbed and held by tentacles I panicked Altair: what's this? Callum: seems to be our next meal Altair: or human slave