[ TT ] Everyone knows about the kraken , but there 's actually an even more dangerous sea monster , only no one has lived to tell the tale . You and your fellow pirates discover treasure in this sea monster 's lair .

'Er, bwahahaha?', said the monster. The dangerous, deadly, sea monster. More feared than the kraken, more seductive than a mermaid, more wildly aggressive than a cuttlefish on steroids. The evil laugh came out as a sort of slobbering growl. We cowered in fear and blubbered incoherently. 
 
'Come, now. Be reasonable. All I want is a hug.', said the monster. It sounded positively fearsome, tentacles swinging this way and that, droplets of acid spattering the walls and promptly eating into the stone, a great forked tongue that spewed forth syllables that sounded like an incantation calling forth creatures of the darkness and shadow more terrible than any of our crazed collective imaginations. Some of us gibbered at this point. I'd like to deny it, but I ca n't. 
 
 One of our merry troupe, either crazed beyond rational thought, or courageous beyond measure, ran towards it waving his sword and shouting something that sounded like'..llo beastie..', that was drowned out by the general noise in the cavern. A tentacle fell on him, with a sound like a diseased spring going'bla-la-la-la', and that was the end of it. The tentacle patted the smear on the ground reassuringly, but it did not respond in kind. 
 
 In the chaos and confusion, in the midst of utter despair and hilariously soul-crushing squelchy sounds playing out in the background, I tried to remember how it had come to this. The map, the promise, the mutiny, the voyage, the reef, the broken keel, water, salt in my eyes, and bright, colourful jellyfish, then blackness. Then came the sandy shore in complete darkness, and the arduous trek through the caves, to this. All for what? 
 
'I do n't want the bloody potato of immortality!', I shouted, as I ran towards the hulking mass of limbs and teeth. There seemed to be nary a soul left.'All I wanted was a good life, with some love, and some money, and a magical parrot that could tell jokes at partIES!!!' 
 
 The pain was n't as bad as I had thought. Or maybe I was too far gone. As I embraced the darkness again, and passed into the land of no more nightmare, my last sensation was that of a gentle hug. 

