Climb Under dock 

You sit down right next to the dock on the very edge of the wharf, which luckily hovers multiple feet above sea level. If not for that, the black goo would have surely already made its way onto most of the land creatures. You let your feet dangle above the water for only a moment before you scoot off, grabbing the ledge with your hands as you go. You swing wildly and almost lose your grip on the smooth metal but manage to use the momentum to swing yourself into the little alcove underneath the dock. That jump always scares you. 

 

Your boat is waiting there for you, just as you left it only a handful of days ago, covered in a sheet that was staked to the ground to prevent the infestation of the goo. As you take the few steps over to the boat, you feel an odd tingling sensation on your left ankle and look down to see your entire shoe is covered in the goo and just a small splash made it onto your skin. The sand around you is clean, but with a glance behind you, you find the puddle you stepped in just on the edge of the water. Already, it’s expanding, pulling itself off your shoe and trying to climb its way up your leg as it feeds on your energy. What do you do?