Fisherman Spots Strange Shape in Mud — What He Discovers Is Beyond Belief

Surrounded

Before Liam could respond again, two of the agents stepped into the mud beside him, forcing him back with their presence. Their hands hovered near their gear. “Don’t make this difficult,” one said. Liam backed up, inch by inch, still glaring at the blinking creature. “You don’t understand,” he muttered. “I just want to help.” But no one was listening anymore.