Strolling on the beach with my crew, we spot a woman in a beautiful green dress sitting on a rock, clearly upset.
I call out to her, but she doesn't respond, perhaps she's deaf, or mute, I think to myself.
We approach her, and she slinks into the waves, as if dragged by great force.
It is then we notice the set of great, sharp teeth, gleaming beneath the tides.
The woman was the tail of a sea serpent.
We run for our lives, but it manages to grab one of us, ending his life swiftly and brutally, eyeing us with hatred as we make our way inland.

10/10, would be bamboozled again.