He had not left the cottage for several weeks, when one cold morning
after a sleepless night, something impelled him to go in search of The
Grinner who had been absent all night. As this had become a frequent
occurrence during the past two months Omega's curiosity was aroused. As
he glided toward the lake he wondered why his interest in his
surroundings had been aroused by thoughts of The Grinner, and once more
he thought of killing that other sea-monster in the lake. The lake! He
stopped and stared and stared. The lake was gone! Only a pool of an acre
or two remained, and in its center, disporting himself in glee was--not
the monster he was looking for--but The Grinner! The bloated creature
was rolling about in the water with all the abandonment of a
mud-wallowing hog.
* * * * *
Omega gazed in astonishment, then a shrill laugh escaped him. He had
mistaken The Grinner for another monster of the deep. It was the last
joke of life, and it was on him.
Then he realized that this grotesque child of his hands, having in its
system the combined thirst of the dry ages--man, animal, plant, bird
and reptile--was sucking up the lake, absorbing it through his pores,
then sweating it out only to repeat the process. Water was his element
and food. From the dim, dry past had come nature's cry for water to find
expression in this monster of Omega's making. That which he had created
for a companion had grown into a terrible menace, which was rapidly
exhausting his remaining stronghold of life. But, somehow, Omega did not
care, and as he watched the monstrous thing finally flounder its way to
the shore and lie down panting in the sun, he was glad that it was not
another monster of the deep.
For a moment Omega's eyes rested on the drying form of the dead beast on
the slope above him, then with a shudder he turned to The Grinner.
He went up close and stared into its terrible eyes which blinked back at
him as its mouth spread in a leer. Already the sweat was coursing along
the slimy folds of its skin and dripping off to be swallowed by the
thirsty ground. It was a huge water sucker. It took water in enormous
quantities, fed upon its organisms, then discharged it through its skin.
Assisted by the rays of the sun it was rapidly drying up the lake.
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