[Standing at the oddly colored lake he stared out at the body of water. He can't swim. Never could, never will. Moving his hand out he pretends to like the swimmers on his old television did. Arms out then one up, then rotating back and swapping to the other. Then quickly stopping, the feeling of embarrassment came quickly. Harris did however notice one thing about the lake, it looked much clearer than usual..and something seemed to be near by it? Looking at his feet he sees one of the many cannibal corpses. Kicking it into the water he climbed onto the corpse's back and paddled with his hands toward the figure. All he could see was...red.]















