"I must confess that my imagination refuses to see any sort of submarine doing anything but suffocating its crew and floundering at sea." H. G. Wells
The trap is set.
The secrets of close encounters lie buried Down Under.
A sci-fi fairy tale about glitches, unicorns and filth
It's almost 11:11.
They were investigating a corpse in the woods. They were searching for a criminal. But they found a monster.