Secreted

The glistening trail running across the pavement told me a slug was nearby. I knelt down and examined it closely. It was moving to the left. I followed the trail until I found the slug working its way through the grass. Ever since I was five I've carried my special slug treasure hunting kit. My uncle showed me how ot make one. The kit only needed two things, a pair of tongs from the kitchen, and a pocket knife.
I grasped the slug with the tongs and flipped it upside down, exposing it's wierd littel body. I made a slit in it's gut, a few inches long. I know slugs don't have guts the way real animals do, but that's how I think about it.
I dug a little deeper with the knife and saw the golden strand. I pried it out and put the slug back on the grass.

Information provided by Petersons.com (Through my.yahoo.com.)