The lake... you love it, you bathe with it. Its a place to just calm down. As you fish, hoping to catch something good for dinner, something snagged on your hook, hoping its a big fish, you reel it in, and to your surprise, it was a trout, but just when you de-hooked the trout, suddenly a tognue wraps around your wrist, and you hear a voice, saying

Lotte: I caught something! it sounded like whatever it was had its tognue out, meaning that this was likely the culprit, but before you oculd resound anything, it yanks yuo back with immense speed, and you cant get out of its grip, its like a vise on your arm. before your arm is suddenly engulfed by the culprit, who is chewing on your arm right now, Lotte