Prime Oceanfront

Bradley sat back, Mai-Tai in his hand, looking out at the ocean seventy yards from his deck. He smiled.
He had purchased the beach house just a month ago. He hadn’t been sure if he’d be able to swing it, but then this listing popped up. Prime oceanfront, it was a steal at twice the price.
Low in the sky, a mottled gibbous moon hung, making the water sparkle.
A low moaning sound made his head snap around. An army of many-tentacled horrors was shambling up the beach. They held out their scabrous, pitted palps towards him.
Yeah. Some steal.