A.C. McAnelly

The helpless body that the guy went to help.

The skin was a hue of blue I'd never seen before on the person, and waterlogged.

It was attached to the light.

They hung from the same... rod?

Oh god.

As I looked beneath the light I could see the teeth.

Rows and rows of teeth jutting out from the lower jaw of this thing.

My stomach turned once I noticed the ripped jeans cloth stuck between its teeth.

It really did eat the guy.

As the light swayed above, it shined down on one eye about the size of a basketball.

Oh, God.

The light and body were allure.

The thing in front of me looked like a mutated anglerfish, as if those things weren't scary enough.

And this one was the size of a small whale.

Instead of fins it had webbed feet to pull itself up on shore with, the massive creature stopped five feet in front of me, and it took everything I had not to scream.

Aunt Lydia went to her knees and bowed.

The creature gaped like the fish she was out of water, but her breathing calmed.

She had a fleshy plume of external gills like an axolotl.

Was she amphibious?

I tried to control my breathing as I took an uncertain step forward, hands still raised.