<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><strong>S T O R Y T E L L E R</strong></span></span><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Next Post: 5.25.22 | June 10th, 1:15pm | Down River | <strong>Angel</strong>, <strong>Billie</strong>, <strong>Devina</strong>, <strong>Elle</strong>, <strong>John-James</strong>, <strong>Robin</strong></span><hr/>Those who paddle for the shore make it there with little difficulty - the current of the river is gentle, and the life vests do plenty to keep you on the surface, even if swimming with them isn’t the most comfortable. But behind you, and for those still in the river, a terrible stillness falls over the surface of the water. It’s still moving of course, not that kind of stillness. Rather the last bubbles of air from the pulled under kayak have passed, and there’s no sign of the incident at all. There’s small distortions in the water, where Robin’s invisible rope lies on the surface - ungrabbed. No more signs of the kraken. No more tentacles. The ruined watercraft scrape against the bottom of the river, being gently pushed by the water’s constant flow. Ten seconds.<br/><br/>Twenty.<br/><br/>Thirty.<br/><br/>Thirty-seven seconds. That’s how long it takes for a new thing to present. In the combined search for the other campers, the counselor, and Elle, the first sign of something appears. Robin is the first to see the neon strip of a life vest bob to the surface of the water, face down. It’s hard to tell who it is from the lack of vantage, and they’re down stream now a little bit. Whoever it is, they aren’t moving. The floating body keeps drifting further away. A combined effort of Robin pointing it out, and Billie who has remained in the water sees a successful rescue. When Billie gets there and flips the person over, it is indeed an unconscious drowned rat version of Elle.<br/><br/>Getting her to the shore isn’t that difficult, given that she isn’t moving. Though once you’re out of the water, dragging her onto the shore is a bit more difficult and her back side ends up scraped by the rocks and smeared in mud. Still though, on her own, Elle doesn’t come to…