The wind howled loudly, we were stuck in the middle of the sea, no food, no fish, and no bites! Just a tattered boat with no shelter and the grumpiest guy in the world, Uncle Stan at 58yrs, he’s been fishing for his whole life. Then a mysteries creature hit the boat, it compressed it. We Trembled, I stood, I could see Stan with a rod he hooked it around I heard a shriek, blood trickled down the edge, Stan grabbed it, it squirmed trying to get air, the scaly body slid through his fingers and drooped to the water…