The waters are as calm as I’ve ever seen them, smooth and flat as an ice rink. My boat drifts through the lake with only the slightest stroke of the oars, not leaving a ripple behind.

I move out into the centre of the lake, where all the big fish are, but once I’m out there a fog sets in. I can’t even see the bank. There’s a loud growl from above and I look up to see storm clouds, flashing with lighting. Thunder rumbles so loud I have to cover my ears, but the water remains calm.

I hear a laugh behind me, it’s more of a cackle than a laugh. I spin to see a cloaked figure standing on the water, on top the water’s surface as though it’s land. The figure laughs again, it echoes off the water and around the lake making it sound like there are hundreds of people cackling like hyenas, I don’t so much hear it as feel it bouncing around in my brain.

The figure’s facing away from me but I get the feeling he knows I’m here. He tilts his head up to the sky and mutters something I can’t hear. I watch in slow motion as tow bolts of lightning strike the waters surface at the exact same time, the figure raises his arms and laughs louder. The lightning races through the water in all directions from the points where it struck the water’s surface.

The figure spins around like a little kid having a good time and I get a good look at his face.

His eyes are pure white and black veins crawling across his face like the lightning in the water are a stark contrast against his unnaturally pale face. His mouth is open to wide as he laughs his creepy laugh.

Then, with his mouth not moving from that huge, demonic smile, he screams in a overly happy and high pitched voice:

“Die!”

He throws his hands out towards me and the electricity in the water speeds in the same direction. It crashes into my boat, over turning it and sending me flying into the water.