Scrambling to get the irritated emolga off of you, you reach into your bag and pull out a ripe sitris berry. The Emolga is delighted, taking the berry and glides off.
You then go decide to wash your face off in the lake nearby. After a minute a tentacle slowly creeps out the water wrapping around your arm. To your horror you realize you have been gripped by a tentacreul trying to pull you into the water.