20181224

Day 1,571

The bottom of the lake had eyes. Eyes that were stuck gazing up at a the painfully bright surface and all the creatures that taunted it with their freedom of movement. How it hated them all.

Just below the eyes was a mouth too full of teeth to properly close. A mouth stuck as open as it's eyes and empty at the ground all around it. Whether it had eaten everything nearby or simply scared it away is anyone's guess.

The eyes were patient enough to have seen countless creatures come and go without tasting a single one of them until now. On the surface the divers would be reported missing but the eyes had seen them and the mouth had tasted them.

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