Jake kept his eyes on the snake, but his thoughts were racing elsewhere. The lake he’d always trusted suddenly felt like a stranger, holding back a secret. Mark spoke quietly into his radio, asking for backup and a wildlife specialist, his tone clipped, professional—but his jaw was tight. The snake finished drinking, lifted its head, and stared at them with a strange, steady focus, as if weighing them. Then, just as slowly as it had appeared, it turned and slipped toward the reeds, vanishing without a sound.
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