It was a gentle nigh out on the Pacific ocean, far, far from shore. Your small boat drifted over the waves gently, engine not running. You were standing on the deck, gazing up at the stars. They were beautiful, uninterrupted by any structure or light pollution. This is why you loved the ocean, the beautiful, calming, boundless solitude. However, you might be less alone than you thought, as a reddish tentacle curls up over the side of the deck...