The lake located on Frank Boulevard was supposedly the most murky lake near us. I didn’t believe it at first… but some weird things started happening.

I visited the lake 2 weeks ago. The murky smell rotted in the nose. I remember feeling a tap on my shoulder, like a person I knew. I realized for a minute that I didn’t turn my car off. I’ve came so far though, why turn back? I paced to the lake to see someone on the other side. I shouted, “I

THOUGHT THIS WAS A LAKE, NOT A RIVER?!”

Later that day I realized who I was looking at was myself. Dull, dry, crisp cold, pallor, and sad.