Topwater terror. The mad, panicked, unpredictable convulsions of prey seeking to escape to the nearest shoreline—or anywhere jaws can’t gash them. But it’s already too late. The more you carve water, the more you alert lateral lines and invite attention from the inky shadows beneath. Possessed by the soul of a Z-Man® ChatterBait® and the dark, calculating heart of a surface creeper comes a lure unlike anything you’ve tiptoed across the water before. And yet, somehow, it’s eerily familiar. The time…