In the shallow lake, there was a lonely pair of boots that were attached to a skinny pair of legs. ” Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!” The abandoned person under the water was shouting out for help. The lonely man was drowning, he had shouted out help several times, his legs were disappearing but his boots stayed put. It had been and hour and 30 minutes since I first heard him scream for help. Next to the boots I found a huge blue crate that was slowly spinning in circles. Walking on the mans boots, the crate was looking almost as though it was victorious in some way. Tauntingly, the crate was getting closer to me, it was a quiet as a mouse when it came. What happened to the man?written with Oliver and Isabelle