I hope no one here doubts Quinn's story. It's true. I was there.
I didn't trust Quinn being alone with fishin', so I tailed them. I stood in the shadows, watching. Quinn cast her line and giggled as it struck the water. She was a picture of innocence.
As she reeled her line in I was alarmed to see fishin' make his move. He had a lecherous look in his eyes as he crept up behind her and was just about to reach around her neck with his left hand to cover her mouth and stifle her scream when the snake appeared out of nowhere.
fishin' saw it about the same time I did. He let out a scream and went running for his life. Quinn then saw it. She fainted.
I raced toward the fallen Quinn, but I was too late -- the snake had wrapped her in its warm embrace.
I watched in awe as the snake wound its way around her body; not so much in awe of the snake, but rather of quinn, as she laid motionless and surrendered to this massive creature from the depths...