Tad hid among the reeds, submerged up to his nostrils in the warm, green water, his fear of ‘Them’ overriding any thought he might have of the leeches and snakes that shared his sanctuary. He shivered as he pulled giant lily pads over his head and shoulders, obscuration more vitally important than warmth at this time. Tad carefully scanned the edge of the water, moving just his eyes, searching for any sign of Their presence. The tall grasses parted and It lumbered to the edge of the pond. Tad sunk deeper in the water, hoping It wouldn’t catch his scent.