One horrible cold and grueling night in a boggy swamp I saw something that I would never forget. This was something that was so unexpected and it would keep me up and alert for many nights. My dad and I were your normal gator hunting. we were out doing our usual line run like we do every day it was pretty much the same as every day catch a few nice size gators, then it went to some smaller gators then it went to nothing. Then we rebaited some lines and moved some and baited them. Everything was going was going as usual until we saw something that our family of gator hunters had never seen before we saw some kind of creature grab our baited line that had at leas a thirty pound gator on it and pulled it up on to the boggy bank and he
