The camp sent counselor trainees on this stretch of river for camping and canoeing for as long as anyone remembered. This group had just finished the shoot. Marcia was floating in the deep, cool, slow waters after it. She couldn't hear her friends were screaming for her, or see what they saw.
Something huge moved just beneath the water's surface. It moved the water here and there.
Marcia dunked her head back under the water then came upright smiling.
There was an enormous splash. Everyone watching gasped.
No one moved, the water's surface now quiet as if nothing had happened.
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