The woman had heard all the rumours, dismissed them as just stories to scare the local children. The lakeside beach was a brilliant stretch of white sand, it crunched beneath the tyres of her car as she put pressure on the brake pedal, and she slipped the sandals from her feet before leaving the vehicle. The fine sand felt wonderful as she strode round to the boot of her car, retrieving a rug and a hamper from within, and she then glanced along the length of the beach. Under the light of the rising sun it was empty and she walked away from her car in search of a perfect spot to place her rug.
It wasn't long before she took advantage of being alone to declare anywhere perfect and spread the rug upon the sand, reaching to unbutton her blouse a moment later. Sizable breasts were revealed, soon free of the bra further concealing them, and she wriggled her hips as she worked her jeans off, leaving her clothing in a heap. Stretching, happy to be free of the garments, the woman looked at the sparkling water a few paces away before dashing into the lake, splashing into the surf with a cry of laughter.
Her entry sent ripples through the water, vibrations that travelled the lake's whole. Rocks on the lakebed shifted, long tentacles pushed through the widening gaps, and an ancient monster thrust itself upward.
The woman was ignorant of what she shared the lake with though, a strong front crawl propelling her swiftly through the warm water. After taking a deep breath she dove fully beneath the surface, switching to a stroke more suited to the underwater environment. The lake was clear, she could see weeds swaying below her, and then the monster struck.
It burst from among the weeds, the sight of it filling the woman with pure terror. To her it was an abomination, a large central mass with tentacles one end and grotesque fins the other. Cold eyes sat above a large mouth, its gaze fixed on her, and the woman spun, straining to reach the surface. The monster copied her, using its many appendages in a similar fashion to her, but was faster, better adapted to being in the water.
The woman just managed to break above the water, observers would see her upper body shot quickly up, but just as quickly she was sinking, tentacles wrapping around her slender legs. She was dragged down, hopelessly straining to escape its grip by fiercely kicking, and the water was churned up as she thrashed, the last anyone could potentially see of the tourist being a lonely arm stretching towards the sky until it too disappeared...
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