The lake and the sky were so intensely blurred together by the dense fog that it was almost impossible to see what was attacking their boat. All they could say for certain was that something of that size couldn't possibly survive with such a limited food supply and no nearby cattle to drown either.
They all caught glimpses of scales and soaking wet fur and eyes as large as their heads but none of them could agree on what colour any of the features were. Their attentions turned away from the creature as they began to argue amongst themselves as to whether or not it was deep green with brown fur and yellow eyes or deep brown with blue fur and red eyes - all the while the boat was rocked to-and-fro until it flipped altogether.
The next few moments were a blur or teeth, blood and someone trying to scream underwater. Only one of them washed ashore, three days after the attack and covered in dried blood that was definitely not theirs. It was dry - they were dry and they'd clearly been lying on the shoreline for a while.
They were soon spotted and the police were called, surprised and amazed to find a survivor in a spot that their dogs had gone berserk over just the day before. It was like they'd been invisible until they woke up but when asked, they claimed they only remembered a sudden wave and the capsize.
There wasn't a snowball's chance in hell that any sane person would believe that the lake was full of monsters and even though they hadn't been near the lake since, they always seemed to fall asleep rocking as if they were still back on the boat.
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