The lake I was in was already very small. I seemed to be rowing, tirelessly, in circles for a while. I then looked up and saw an man who was morbidly obese, had many warts, and had a nasty sneer that showed his ugly yellow teeth. I saw that he had a remote control and I worried that he was controlling my boat but then I realized that he was controlling the water. The water would rise and fall, heat and cool, rock and sway to his every whim. It was all I could go to keep rowing.