Floaters
Crystal Lake Publishingit novel sewer sceneunder the bridge novelcharon docks at daylighta path to the murky place
“Is that the plan? Feed the bogles till they get so fat they explode. Looks like you’re not the only nincompoop out tonight!”
For the most part, the plan was working. Sure enough, the “bogles” were battening on the carcasses, tearing into the bloody meat and shaking their heads like terriers in a rat pit. Not all were so easily satisfied. Even as Fish watched, others, perhaps drawn to warm blood by some sixth sense, were swarming out of the water onto the docks where lads were busy shoving them back or laying iron to skulls.
“You say the plan is to flood the basin with oil and set the bogles afire?” Heppel said, cutting the engine.
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