The wind howled like a dog the river was cold and Gary was moving upstream away from someone.

He had gone on this fishing trip with his friends but halfway through they were caught in a storm, Gary was out on the river, and the wind pushed him downstream, Then he saw it. A black canoe just like the one he had and a hooded figure paddling quickly towards him.

In pure panic, Gary attempted to paddle away but the wind and current made it impossible to progress the man was getting closer. And closer.

The wind slowed and Gary was able to get moving faster his eyes constantly staring at the man who was now only a few feet away, when it got closer it held up a large blade, and swung at Gary.

Gary turned to see a large drop-off the large walls of water collided with the ground, and swimming off in the distance as a neat river

Waterfall.