Demo was a man of a simple life, and he wouldn't ask for anything more.

Getting drunk while building bombs for a team, nearly blowing himself up, having a drink after the scare of nearly getting killed- what a lovely life.

But it's also nice to go on vacation and drink yourself blind.

So after a few days on the road, the team finds themselves in another state, in different scenery.

Instead of the dry heat of New Mexico, they were out in a forest, camping in Sniper's van, while exploring and barbequing at the same time. Sure, it was cramped, and not very fun to, well, do but it was nice to be out of the base.

After all that time cramped in a car with Scout asking, "Are we there yet?" every damn hour, Demo grabbed his bottle of Scrumpy and headed off to the nearby river while Medic yelled about "being back before the food was done".

Demo was able to find the starting point of the river, a fairly big pond that was good enough for swimming .. if you wanted to test your luck against biting fish or possible snapping turtles.

Demo sighs and takes a seat on a fallen log, unscrewing his bottle-

A faint shimmer in the water makes him pause. Demo glances around, wondering if it was just the sun reflecting off the water. He moves closer, crouching down, close enough to see something swim by quickly, something too humanoid to be fish, but too fish to be fully humanoid.

Demo stumbled back and fell on his ass.

"Was tha a merperson?" He mumbled, glancing around as if expecting this to all be a prank.