Warning from the Watchers
The guards, with a stern demeanor, escorted them back to the public side of the river. There, away from prying ears, they shared whispers of their own encounters—shadows that flitted just beyond the reach of their flashlights, and odd noises that the river’s natural chorus couldn’t account for.
“Be careful,” they warned. “Some things don’t appreciate being sought after.” The tales only served to deepen the shroud of mystery surrounding the river’s secrets.