By day three the waters had finally begun to recede. That was when Uncle Jack and Bill–checking puddles for any walleyes or bullheads what got left behind–came upon that cadaver back behind the barn. It was tall–round about seven feet in Uncle Jack’s estimation–and pure white–at least in contrast to the mud what was partially covering it. Pretty much colorless actually from the way Uncle Jack described it–except for the dark blue eyes what appeared to be stuck open–and there weren’t no hair on it nor no clothes.
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