I hated my father. He’d turned cold after Mother’s death, withdrawing in on himself and embarking on his mad plan to restore the High King Peter�...�s empire. None had succeed in the two hundred years since Peter’s death. Only chaos rained. Zeutch had been wracked by wars, the princes rising and falling to try and take control of the large nation while holding desperately onto their own pieces of it.And then my father had found a way to imbue an entire army of statues. Nonliving soldiers made of. He watched the house to see if Adrianne was going to leave to meet him. He saw her come out of the house and get in her car. Adrianne pulled out of the driveway and went a short way up the street. Dan saw the sheriff's car pull onto the street and watched as the sheriff stopped next Adrianne's car. They talked for a few minutes and then the sheriff turned his car around and they both went toward the meeting place."Well, I guess they're planning a little surprise for me," he said under his. Because I was so petrified, I started to panic as the swamp water was much deeper half way across. My head went under the water and then I gasped out loud when I re-surfaced again. I looked back and saw the tiger was getting closer. As I turned back round my eyes grew with utter terror as a large, green python snake lowered down into the swamp from the tree branch and began swimming towards me. I screamed out in utter terror as it opened its jaw at me and then it was lifted up into the air as. “I’ll be see’n the lot of ye again… and if’n not ye, then ye decentents ya wretched dogs. Ye hear my words, and hear them well. I’ll be coming back for my vengeance. And when I do… I’ll be unstoppable ya hear?” he managed to choke out before dying.In what felt like a flash of the mind, his eyes opened. He was cold, lifeless. Skeletal fingers with raw flesh draped on lifted to his face. Letting out a sigh he knew exactly where he was. Underwater. Far underwater. He felt around himself. His.