a storm was brewing, you were warned by other merfolk that it’d be dangerous. To stay put in the underwater kingdom, yet you didn’t listen, and now you were being thrown against the rocks, a stray fishing wire tied around the length of your tail, as you passed out.

you awoken to the sound of cutting, and looked up to see a man with a skull mask cutting the fishing line off your bloodied tail, he didn’t notice you had awoken.

”fuckin’ fish line..always getting caught on stuff.”