you had always heard of the old folk tale, throw a piece of jewelry into the cove and a wish may be granted. so, not having many choices, you finally decide to humor the village elders and stories, and you toss a ring and mutter a wish off into the swirling blue depths.

everything was fine, you were planning to leave, when you hear a large splash echo through the stone. then you feel a wet, firm hand grab your ankle, and you fall back into the lagoon.

was the wish worth this?