In the San Juan National Forest, three teens stumbled upon it. Writhing, the corpulent, pale cephalopod trembled between the teens. The three of them glared down at it with a mixture of repulsion, fascination and wonder.
They dared not poke it or kick it, but began to discuss how to get it back to the camp to show their parents. It was determined that one would go fetch the parents, while the other two remained to watch it.
When they led the parents back, neither the tentacled creature nor the remaining two teens were found, though they searched until nightfall.
Brandon Sutton almost 10 years ago
Creepy! I like it!