It all happened so fast. One moment you were swimming along the reef, the next the shadow of a ship loomed above you, and then the next you were caught in a fishing net. Now you sat in a tiny wooden bath, just barely able to fit your tail when it was curled up, filled halfway with unpleasantly fresh water.

The doors swung open and you could tell the man who entered was the captain just by the way he held himself. He grinned when he saw you, his eyes glittering with danger. “Finally caught you.”