Found in an artificial lake in the village. At first, when I saw it from far away, I got really scared.

What began as a quiet walk turned into an unsettling moment I still can’t shake. Standing by that lake, with strangers clustered around a silent, floating circle, I felt how quickly ordinary reality can crack. Every new guess — a trap, a weapon, a creature — added another layer to the unease, as if the water itself were hiding a secret from us.When the old man finally laughed and named it — an abandoned rubber inner tube, warped by time and dressed in moss and algae — the tension broke, but not completely. The explanation was simple, almost disappointingly so, yet the image refused to become harmless. It reminded me how easily our minds stitch fear into the unknown, and how some things, once seen in the wrong light, never quite return to normal.