When the seas came rising up we were prepared, most of us anyway.
It's been over thirty years since we'd heard from other countries so we assumed them gone.
And then their boats arrived last week, empty of people but recently used.
Our search parties haven't found them.
It's like we're always a step behind these elusive people - assuming they are people.
We've even found freshly lit campfires with fish ready to be roasted, clothes still wet from the sea.
Still haven't found the beings making these but they seem to be heading further inside our city.
Our plan was to send a small group to follow their trail and bring them to our safe camp.
We sent them out five maybe six days ago and weren't expecting them back for several more.
Last night though one of the party came back dragging half of a corpse.
He was ranting and raving about the trail being a trap, how they'd been fooled and found by "It".
The city was no longer safe, he said, and any one of us could be next.
It had been watching us for some time, found the ship of outsiders just before us and eaten them all.
They'd served as a distraction, taking Its' focus away from us briefly but not before it learnt.
It knew what we did to establish territory and how we hunted and mimicked this.
And then we sent out a search party whose remaining member had left a bloody trail right to us.
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