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.