Dust knew you, but you didn’t know him. He’d been stalking you for a long time, although the extent was limited, because he didn’t have legs, meaning he couldn’t properly get up on land.

I can’t take this anymore. I need to do something.

This evening, he was back to watching, lurking underneath the dock that you sat on, and watching your legs swing above the water. He couldn’t help himself, and decided to make a move. With a swift grab, he latched onto your leg, and pulled you underwater.