Swimming swimming swimming sounds in the water muffled, sounds of moving meat, and something coiled round me round round tight hurts and rise to the surface to the light and

become

different in the air, and I see the woman before me and swallow her whole, and rising from the water I throw my coils around them all, a great loose loop, that I can pull tight if they try to run.

"Solve a riddle to save her," I say. "Give a riddle to save yourselves."