Part three of The Disturbed Lake.

Swimming towards me was a crocodile! Sliding gently towards the shore where I stood. What could a crocodile be doing here? How come i had never come across any of it before?
Somehow, part of me wanted to believe i was safe at the shore where I stood, but then I remembered that crocodile can walk on land too. I began to withdraw slowly as it hastened it's swimming towards me. I began to double my retracing steps and eventually broke into a sprint, running as fast as my legs could carry me.
I ran to the county police station and reported. Soon enough, relevant authorities were notified. Last I heard of it was that, the crocodile was captured alive and taken to the county wild life reserve.
Though the experience shook me a bit, it didn't stop me from paying my visit to the lake once in a while and each time I relive its serenity and beauty, I remember the day it became disturbed.