[ Holy shit, is Peter's main thought. Along with holy fuck, and holy damn, and holy holy holy holy--
He stands and backs up as the water rises, though instinct tells him to cover his head, even as water washes over them both. And when the creature itself appears, Peter's jaw drops open and something cold settles in his gut.
(A part of him thinks, Creature from the Black Lagoon, but he's pretty sure that monster was more man-in-rubber-suit than eldritch-creature-from-the-deep, like this one is.)
The creature sways as it stares down at them, and Peter swallows nervously. ]
Yeah. [ His voice is hollow when he speaks. ] Yeah, running would be good.
[ He grabs Maya's hand and pulls, hauling the both of them toward the entrance. Now's not the time, he thinks, to say, I told you so. But rest assured, she won't hear the end of it if they get of this alive. ]
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He stands and backs up as the water rises, though instinct tells him to cover his head, even as water washes over them both. And when the creature itself appears, Peter's jaw drops open and something cold settles in his gut.
(A part of him thinks, Creature from the Black Lagoon, but he's pretty sure that monster was more man-in-rubber-suit than eldritch-creature-from-the-deep, like this one is.)
The creature sways as it stares down at them, and Peter swallows nervously. ]
Yeah. [ His voice is hollow when he speaks. ] Yeah, running would be good.
[ He grabs Maya's hand and pulls, hauling the both of them toward the entrance. Now's not the time, he thinks, to say, I told you so. But rest assured, she won't hear the end of it if they get of this alive. ]