Beneath Loch Ness' waves, a creature has dwelt for centuries. Deep within the Loch she waits, hungering for a small taste of that which she has hungered for since her birth. She can feel their presence above her. She knows that she cannot be seen by the land dwellers, but the press of time wearies even the strongest will, and against all common sense she makes her move. The hunger has awakened within her. She rises out of the water, her lidded eyes staring clearly at the boat. Her eyes welling with tears, she slides back into the dark abyss, waiting. Her hunger has not been satisfied.