20190619

Day 1,747

We were taught that swimming pools smelled so strongly because of the chlorine that flowed through the water, keeping it clean. We were warned not to get too close to the filters in case we got sucked in. We were told that the growling coming from the drains was just water, nothing more.

We only found out these were lies when the storm sirens started up and our only option was to lay low in the swimming centre's sub levels. The staff were so hesitant to let us down there that we should have been suspicious right off the bat but we were more concerned with the cracking sounds coming from the glass roof.

At first they tried to cram us all into one room, soon realising that we wouldn't all fit. Again, it took a hearty dose of persuading and arguing before the staff relented and let us roam about a bit within the main water-rotation area. That was where things started to unravel a bit.

If it weren't for a child's curiosity we might never have noticed all of those beady eyes staring up at us from the bottom of the chlorinated tanks. We might not have seen strange amphibious bipeds darting up to the drains to check for food, snatching shards of glass from the now shattered roof and other bits of debris that were blowing in.

We probably would have noticed the amphibians crawling towards us, brandishing crudely made weapons. If it weren't for that child we would have become more missing people but their diligence gave us the time we needed to barricade the tank room until the storm passed.

The pool was closed for "renovations" after that and all the staff "moved away".

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