"Dave?"
"Yeah?"
"The fish aren't biting."
"They'll bite soon enough."
Shaun looked at his watch. 68Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGyMpHQJFXw
"It's 12. Haven't we been out here long enough!" He looked around. They were fishing under a bridge on barrels.
"I'm going home."
"Alright, fine!"
Dave still sat there. Shaun started going up the grassy hill near the river they were fishing in. He paused at the top, hesitating, but then resolved to continue.
"Hey! I think I got a big one!"
Dave's line was going deeper and deeper, and he couldn't even reel it up. Shaun came running down and helped Dave real it up. It didn't work. It kept going down, and then it snapped. Dave fell back. Suddenly, something rose from the water. It was a sharp silver pole. 6 tentacles, 3 on each side covered in rows of spikes, rose with the silver pole, which glistened in the night, The pole and the tentacles were connected to a fleshy mass that curved. It looked like a crane. It turned its head to the 2 men, and Shaun started running. Dave sat there in shock. It had a large yellow eye, like a cat's, in the center of its forehead. It looked at Dave. Dave looked at it. 68Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn3lAsYIiZz
Vehemently it moved its head back and forward, and stabbed Dave in the chest. It rose its head up, and Dave's body was still on its pole. It broke its pole in half; It was a beak, and it parted, tearing Dave's upper body and head apart from his lower torso. Both parts of Dave fell to the ground, and it bit Dave's lower torso and threw it in the air, its beak opening, and catching the bodyparts midair and swallowing them. It did the same with Dave's upper torso. It turned around and lowered its head into the water as if nothing happened.
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