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The Old One had placed his head on the raft, sensing in the darkness. We drifted for more than an Ahn in silence, in the darkness. Then, suddenly, hurling itself from the water, the great body, thrashing, fell across the raft, twisting, the mighty tail flailing and snapping. I heard splintering wood, the retaining vessels, the salt tubs, struck and shattered, flung bounding and rolling from the frame. I heard men scream, sensed men struck yards from the raft, heard them strike the water. I threw myself on my stomach into the remains of the splintered frame, clutching at torn wood. There was screaming in the darkness. - (Tribesmen of Gor, Chapter )