I got up, pulled on my jeans and went to the door. I heard a soft wet slapping sound moving away as I opened the door. There on the deck were wet footprints. Was this some kind of joke? That's when I noticed the scratches on the side of the wall. Etched into the metal were builder runes. The message was clear, turn back or there will be repercussions. The light from the full moon illuminated the path the intruder took. It had climbed on board and walked to my room and then reversed its course and returned to the ocean from where it had come. I rushed to the...