The upheaval felt like a magnitude 7.7 on the Richter scale; a first for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The savage beast, tired of trolling, tore the Face of Everyman from his moorings in search of Crawdads or other morsels. Too deep in sleep, the venerable sage was unable to call on his special powers to ward off this attack. Dawn found him upside down and sputtering in the shallow water of the Kiddies pool.