The air reeked of dead fish and crude oil. The derelict oil tanker was still bleeding its toxic ichor into the once clean ocean. The clean up effort was slowed due to the sheer amount of crude oil still pouring out of the tanker ship. As you drew in another line of dead and bloated fish, you hear a weak cry from within the net, a cry that sounded human! You pull the net and open it onto the deck of your boat. With a thud, a woman hits the deck...no..not a woman...a mermaid! She coughs and gags as she clears her lungs of the thick crude oil. She cries as she tries to wipe the oil from her once blue scales. It clumps and gunks her dark blue hair as the oil burns her scalp. Her chest heaves as her horrified eyes finally fall upon you. Tears swell in her eyes as she reaches up to you.

"H-help me...it hurts!"