Story follows an investigator sent in a small town called snapville, regarding to its citizens disappearing mysterious. He soon finds out what has been taking them...
The creatures known as Gongoozlers were unlike anything I had ever encountered before. With their razor-sharp teeth and claws, they devoured raw meat with an insatiable hunger. But what made them truly terrifying was their ability to disguise themselves as humans when out of the water. It had taken me a great deal of research to uncover this hidden truth, and now it seemed that my efforts were finally paying off.
As I passed by the café, I noticed Mable coming out. There was something off about her demeanor, something strange in her eyes. Unable to ignore my curiosity, I approached her. "Hey, Mable," I called out, hoping to get some answers. "are you OK?"
She turned to face me, a forced smile plastered on her face. "Hey... Chad. Everything's fine, don't worry."
But her words didn't match her actions. There were scratches on her legs, not the kind you would expect from a dog or a cat. Something wasn't right, and I couldn't shake the feeling that Mable was hiding something. I decided to head back to my cabin for the night. As darkness enveloped the surroundings, I climbed into bed, preparing for another busy day ahead. However, just as I was about to drift off to sleep, a haunting melody filled the air. Intrigued, I glanced at my surveillance cameras, which had suddenly started beeping. Curiosity got the better of me, and I rushed to check the live feed. To my astonishment, I saw Mable walking towards the water, her voice carrying a beautiful tune. It was then that I realized she was a Gongoozler, using her enchanting song to lure unsuspecting victims.
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Mable's true form emerged from the depths of the water, her face contorting into a hideous visage. I watched in horror as she devoured the person who had been drawn to her song, before swiftly retreating back into the watery depths. Everything suddenly made sense. The way Jinkins had fled when he saw me with Mable, and the cryptic note he had left behind - "It's among us." It was Mable all along.
Day 3: I awoke the next morning, going about my usual routines before stepping outside. As I made my way to the café for my daily dose of caffeine, I noticed that Mable was nowhere to be found. Concerned, I approached one of the workers and inquired about her whereabouts. To my surprise, they claimed not to have seen her at all that day.
Feeling a sense of urgency, I sought out Jinkins, finding him sitting outside his house. "You knew," I said, my voice filled with accusation. "You knew it was her all along." Jinkins nodded solemnly, his eyes reflecting a mix of fear and determination. "Yes, I've known the truth for quite some time. And now, it's time to take care of this. It's time to go fishing."
With those ominous words hanging in the air, I couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead. What horrors awaited us beneath the surface of the water? It was clear that we were on the brink of a battle against an ancient and malevolent force. Little did I know just how deep the rabbit hole would go, and the sacrifices that would need to be made to protect our town from the clutches of the Gongoozlers.
