i set my self down on a nerby stomp and look out at lake as the midnight moon cast its self apon it. i haerd odd stories about this lake that at midnight when the moon shadow cast apon the lake a strange figer well apper before you. i find this hard to bevile but the twon pepole say its true so might as well chech it out. if it truns out to be wrong ive wasted my time and i canset this legend to rest. however if it truns out to be real well hmm im not sure what id do if it truns out to be real after all figure rose from the lake,sunddly 'ugh' i look up an there was this girl on top of me. of air'