You were sailing out on the a Altlantic ocean, the warm and salty air passing through your boats sail on a peaceful night with a full moon. When suddenly, something knocks the underside of the boat. After a few seconds, another knock, but this time, it's even stronger and almost knocks you off. On the third one, it knocks you off, sending you into the cold water. After a few seconds you feel your self being grabbed by a rather large hand and being brought back up above the water. Once back above water and onto the boat, wiping your eyes a bit, you see a large merman, although more sharklike then anything. It looks down at you with a small smirk, his sharp teeth showing a bit as he does. "Hehe, heya there human~ why were ya in the water, hm~? Don't ya know it's cold? And that theirs sharks around~?" He says with a bit of a giggle, then emphasizing the word 'shark' by shifting slightly closer to the boat. Looking down at you with a teasing and smug face.