A man and a woman frolicked in the lake to their hearts' content.
Unfamiliar waters meant unknown dangers. Whether those two were brave or simply too ignorant to be afraid was anyone's guess.
David and Julian had no such romantic notions.
After eating and drinking their fill, they started fooling around.
Thump, thump, thump...
The tent shook violently.
Then, all of a sudden...
Julian stiffened. "I think there's someone outside?"
David was busy giving it his all, and his girlfriend's words annoyed him. "You must've heard wrong... We're in the middle of nowhere. Who'd be out here?"
He tried to keep moving, but Julian pressed both hands against his chest. "Listen!"
Now David heard it too.
It sounded like someone making strange cries.
A string of gibberish. He couldn't make out a word.
David thought of one possibility. "Don't tell me Matt's messing with us! Damn it, I'll knock his front teeth out."
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. David pulled on his pants and stormed out of the tent.
Julian was left alone inside. Uneasy, she strained her ears.
Suddenly...
A dull thud came from outside, followed by the sound of something being dragged.
"David?"
"David!"
"Don't scare me. You know I'm a scaredy-cat."
"Are you still out there?"
Julian's voice trembled on the verge of tears.
A huge, broad-shouldered figure appeared in front of the tent flap.
One glance was enough to send Julian into a hysterical scream.
"Ah!
Ah!"
Her shrill cries pierced the night, startling the creatures foraging nearby. They raised their heads and looked around.
Geralt was genuinely surprised to get a call from Caitlin.
"Will you take the job?"
"No." Geralt refused without hesitation.
It had only been a week since the Hellhound Incident, and he and Nancy