20180119

Day 1,229

There are strange lights at the bottom of the lake, not like a torch but all wavy and ethereal like the borealis. They've been there for three months now, illuminating all the shipwrecks and casting illusions of lost souls wandering them. At least, that's what everyone thought they were.

All it took was for a group of scouts to go missing just the other week while kayaking in broad daylight and suddenly the whole lake was sealed off. The police have been scouring it all night and slowly going missing too. Soon enough the shore will be lined with their cars, empty and running while the owners are somewhere deep down with all the others.


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