A few unsuccessful hours of fishing later, hardly anyone was actually looking at the surface of the lifestream anymore. It was only by luck that the older Zack's line snagged in the floating person's hair and the light current of the stream tugged him enough that the line was pulled tight, the small bell attached to Zack's rod tinkling to let him know there was a "bite", as it were.
The ex-SOLDIER glanced down at the bell in surprise, taking a moment to process what was happening before he followed the line out to the pool and the barely-visible body at the surface.
"Oh shit! I caught a corpse!" He exclaimed as he grabbed his rod and began to carefully reel in, trying not to dislodge his hook or dig it in deeper in case it was in the person's skin.
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The ex-SOLDIER glanced down at the bell in surprise, taking a moment to process what was happening before he followed the line out to the pool and the barely-visible body at the surface.
"Oh shit! I caught a corpse!" He exclaimed as he grabbed his rod and began to carefully reel in, trying not to dislodge his hook or dig it in deeper in case it was in the person's skin.