SHERIFF LARKIN Dr. Corrigan. The state said you were the best at finding what's wrong with water. We got a problem with ours.

The water pressure should have crushed the camera. It doesn’t.

It moves. It forms a tiny, perfect smile.

Larkin gestures to Poppy. The girl holds up the jar. The water inside isn't just blue. It moves . It coils like a living muscle, then presses against the glass, forming a single word in faded, serif letters: .

Mrs. Hatch doesn't answer. She just looks at the window, where a FISHERMAN walks by—except his shadow on the ground has too many limbs.