A Strange Day in July One day on July 13, 1995, at around 9:00 pm, two boys were skipping rocks on a long gloomy pond. The boy named Jack decided it would be more fun to play in the mud, so he went to a nearby mud pit to frolic in. The other boy (John) kept skipping rocks. On around his third throw he realized that the stones were coming back. Curious, John hurled a stone along the pond. No sooner then he threw it the stone came skipping back twice as hard. As John narrowly dodged the stone it continued past him and pierced has friends leg. The bone in the snapped as Jack screamed in pain. John’s mother was astonished when Jack came limping into her house claiming that John had thrown a rock at him. She decided to ground John and he was not allowed to ever play with Jack again. A month later, when John was free, he decided to go back to the pond. This time he brought a flashlight and more stones. He threw a stone to check if it was working. As expected, the stone came skipping back. John’s plan was simple: Throw a stone and follow it, with the flashlight, to the end of the pond. When the flashlight reached the end, he could barely make out a slimy green silhouette. Distracted by the figure John didn’t see the stone as it flew toward him. When the stone hit John, in the head, it instantly knocked him out. Slowly he awakened taking in his surroundings. Above him was a dim green light dangling from the low red veined ceiling. He was lying on a table, with the same color scheme, in his school clothes. He could faintly hear some kind of chattering in an unknown language, but he could not pinpoint the sound. So, he laid there wondering what was happening and where he was. He was thinking that maybe there was lave in the red veins, when suddenly a creature appeared out of nowhere. It was tall, green and looked like it was slimy to the touch. When it walked its feet sounded like suction cups on the ground. Its big black eyes were staring him down as it reached
