The eyelids flicked open—sideways—revealing those black orbs once again. The creature rose from the water, supported by a mass of vines which whipped and curled about it like the tentacles of an octopus.I traveled out to the swamp alone, determined to be the first to get photographs of the elusive swamp monsters that were rumored to live there. I had a feeling this was my moment, that I was going to find them. I never expected to be so attracted to them.
Halcyr, Javyn and Shaktov were massive, scaly brutes with all the plant life of the swamp under their command. Once they found me, they held me in place with vines, refusing to let me go until I promised to keep their secret safe.
That's fine. I'll keep their secrets. But it's going to cost them...