From somewhere deep below the surface of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa lagoon a hand reached up and firmly clasped the paw of Trasher.   In that brief moment he recalled every detail of the urban myth of “The Drowning Dutchman”; an early explorer of this perilous rocky coast.  Scenes of being dragged to the depths flashed through Trasher’s mind.  Luckily, as the Face of Everyman later explained, it was probably just a turtle investigating and sampling the new intruder.  Trasher shuddered in fear and revulsion.  The myth lives on in his young mind.