Under the ghostly light of a full moon, Celeste waded into the lake, the cool water lapping at her waist. She tied her hair into a knot, feeling a sense of tranquility as she floated in the quiet, secluded spot she had discovered during her travels. This was her escape from the world, a place where she could lose herself in nature's embrace.
The water was unusually still, and the night was eerily silent. She felt a strange pull, an inexplicable allure that made her venture deeper. Her reflection on the surface was a serene vision, but beneath the calm exterior, something sinister lurked.
As she moved further from the shore, a sensation of being watched crept over her. She glanced around, but saw nothing unusual. Shaking off the feeling, she continued to float, letting the gentle waves soothe her.