Once upon a time, wait no that isn’t a good start. A couple of years ago, there was an old area, shrouded in mystery through the foggy trees of the amazon rainforest, and kept buried beneath the moist ground. It was said that beings from legends used to live there, until a ancient tribe lead a party to slaughter them. It was successful, but legend says that three creatures remained, untouched by human civilization. No one dared to go look for this place, afraid of the possible terrors, so the are was declared untraceable.
Until, I found it, of course.
Not many still know about its existence, but I had a friend of my father who brought me there. It was the summer of 2016 when I came to a shady dock in Brazil, where a boat was tied onto a nearby wooden pole. It was a small boat for 2, with a glass windshield upfront and two cozy chairs in the middle of the controls. A man stepped out, looking as calm as a millpond. He was 44 at the ti