The ancient abomination woke from its dreamless sleep, swam to the the shore and walked to the nearest town.
"You," it roared at a terrified dog-walker, "what year is it?"
"Uh. 2018."
"Still? It's been ages," the abomination grumbled. "I'll be back when I can make a difference."
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