I was sitting on the bank of a river watching the mist, when a football suddenly splashed into the water just in front of me. The spray got me, so it had clearly come from the river direction.
"Your ball's over here!" I yelled into the mist. No answer. So after a few moments I threw it back into the mist, as hard as I could.
I heard it hit the water with a splash, and then there was a much larger splash, followed by several more. A few seconds later the ball came sailing back. This time I caught it.
Studying it, it looked like it had been floating in the water a while, with a smear of algae on one side. I threw it back again. Again the splash of the ball and then other louder splashes. The ball came back again.
I kept this up for a while, but then my arm got tired, and I sat down.
Looking into the mist, I thought I saw something, but then nothing - just the curling wisps.
Then, right in front of me, a tall neck rose out of the river, a small head on top of it looked down at me, and then the neck bent down until the head was level with mine. It looked at the ball, then out to the river, and then at me. And did it again.
I shook my head. "Sorry, I'm tuckered out."
After a few moments the neck slid back into the water until just the head was showing, resting on the bank, staring at the ball.
I rolled it down the bank to it, and it headbutted it back to me. It was content to play like this for a while. Then I heard a fishing boat chugging downstream.
The creature grabbed the ball, and vanished underwater.
After a few minutes, I got up and walked back to the B&B we were staying at.
As I walked in, Charlie looked up from her book. "How was the River Ness?"
"Misty, and living up to its name."
Charlie raised an elegant eyebrow at me.
"I played fetch with the monster for a while. It has a soccer ball."
Charlie got up and sniffed me, then traced a couple of runes on my forehead.
"Huh."
"Told you."
She shook her head "Yes, you did my love. You did. But I was not going to rule out you having me on."
"Fair. How about we go into town for breakfast?"
"That sounds lovely."
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