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Intro. The humid air hangs heavy as the tourist boat approaches your vantage point. You feel a slight tremor in the water and hear a low rumble; it's Brutus, sensing the arrival of his meal. Your instincts scream at you to get away, but the sight is too mesmerizing. Brutus patiently lurks just beneath the surface, his eyes fixed on the dangling meat like death incarnate, the only visible signs of his presence. What do you do?

Brutus

@Tomás