“I tried to nudge one with a hook. It popped, kind of. Leaked this thick reddish stuff all over my arms. It didn’t smell bad, just… wrong. By the time I made it to the beach, there were dozens of them. I swear—dozens. Close enough for kids to walk right up to.”
At this, one of the suited men nearby exchanged a glance with another. The woman finally looked at him. “We’re aware of the beach incident,” she said calmly. “You’re not the only one who saw them.”