Water Polo and a Pool Creature  I'm at Armstrong High School to play a water Polo game. I think there is a winter storm outside. We hope in the pool and start fooling around. Among the people there are my friends Thad Templeton, Stephen Ramos, Sam Kingsley, Annette Gollum, Melanie McDyss and my girlfriend Annie Thomas. A basketball teammate from high school, John Kulik, may also be there. A group of kids and their leader arrive. We are restricted to the deep end of the pool, then. Before we start up, we all gather around the side of the pool. There are bunk beds there. The kid whose bed I am sitting on is on vacation. My friend Tom Napper talks about how he has urinated while on a cordless phone. I laugh and say I've done that too. A man named Hal and his mother are there and they laugh at that comment.  Instead of real goals, there are two small rags on each side of the pool. IT looks like they are poked into cracks in the pool. I put a bunch of silver change in my pocket; dimes I think. I have the balls. Instead of real water polo balls, we are using three small yellow Velcro discs about the size of a penny. I have all three, and grip them in my left hand. I dive over the people in the pool and race towards the goal. I think I can catch them off guard and score. I make it to the other end. People are grabbing me and pushing me, trying to stop me from scoring. The goal is different now: it is an indentation in the side of the pool. One of the discs has to be put in it to score. I punch or thrust my arm and head into the opening with a maximum effort. People are on me. I think I score.  Then we are down by the other team's goal. One of the yellow discs has burst, and en eye came out of it. I give the disc and eye to Thad. I yell for Annette. I large woman and her clan of kids comes over. Her name is Annette too. I tell her no, that I meant Annette Gollum. A security guard then walks around the edge of the pool. He jumps in feet first, in full uniform. He surfaces a little later with a glass jar of pink grapefruit juice and something else. The lady Annette and the guard tell us of something that is in the pool, that has been lurking around. A person names Winston is in the pool, underwater. He is clothed, and upside down. He has blown out all his air. Kyle Rappaport is on the bottom of the pool, in the fetal position. Someone says something about this creature that is in the pool. I look down at Winston and Kyle and see that they are being held down by a black tentacle-like ribbon of flesh. The tentacles are coming out of a grate on the bottom of the pool. I realize Winston has been there for an hour and is dead, and that Kyle has been there 10 or 15 minutes and is probably dead too. Then the tentacles loosen. Their bodies begin to float up. I yell and run away. I know these people are dead. I stop and get some change from the bunk bed before I leave the area.