It gave slightly, then slipped
back into the dank water. With an effort he used the side of the
boat as a point of leverage, once more brought up the oar.
Covered with slime, strange plant growth, it broke the surface
of the water. But there is something else, a red long and sinewy
coil wrapped tightly around the oar. Grimacing, Demo tried to
scrape the enwrapping red plant from its hold.
The red plant suddenly uncoiled, extended upward, and quickly
enwrapped his forearm. Wide-eyed Demo attempted to pull free.
The hold on his arm tightened!
He was being pulled to the side of the boat!
Slowly the boat began to tip. He lost his footing, fell against
the gunwale. The boat began to rock, and with each rock the
putrid water of the river Styx splashed in.
As Demo pulled hard more and more of the red plant became
exposed.
With a start Demo stared into enormous green eyes!
This was no plant!
Rather, a denizen of the weird waters! A denizen with an
appetite for Demo!
A grin appeared on its face. Rather, a smirk. It licked its
lips in anticipation.
With one arm held captive by the creature, Demo was unable to
use his bow and arrows. Nevertheless, he was not completely
helpless.
With his free hand he pulled an arrow from its pouch, stabbed
at the entwining red tentacle. Surprised and in pain, the
creature uncoiled its hold, slid back into the dark stream.
Demo sat down in the boat, sweat appearing on his forehead.
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