He felt something warm. But somehow, he felt like something was wrong. Too many things were missing. He couldn’t feel his tail or fins. There was something else where they had been. He could not move them; the sensation was strange, and at the same time familiar. He remembered the…
It was really cold, and dark, eerie, disgusting. Nothing he had seen before. And most importantly, it was able to freak him out more than drowning. “I don’t like this.” Alon looked back, having to squint to see Matthew behind him. The tunnels were too small, he could barely swim…
He really did not like this, and with good reason. His red eyes watched with pure dread the figure that floated in between the derelict pillars. The shadows around him were ominous, towering, one more than the rest. She was facing the walls; her face was unseen in the darkness.…
They listened in disbelief. The words just flew out from the nervous mermaid, her fins shivering awkwardly while their hazel and silver eyes stared. She could only let it all out, from the point where it all began for her. They soon heard of the attack in the dark, the…
“F-fuck!” Alon frowned, hearing Matthew curse, again. He looked slightly over his shoulder to look back at him, and of course, he was holding his head with one eye closed. A small growl escaped him, his long fins shivering spiked, showing well his anger. He had collided with some rocks…
A slow current was all she felt. Yet, as time passed, it stopped being the only thing she sensed. She soon began to hear too; albeit only muffled echoes, her mind dazed. She could swear something shifted nearby. There was a sorrowful whisper, which prompted another sound after a while.…
There was barely any light. The sun did not reach the deep cavities and abyss of the sea. The black crocked seaweed flowed everywhere in that chasm. In its shadows, a figure floated quietly, a dark and red dress hanging weakly behind it. Its threads tangled tightly, but they seemed…
Bloody hell… Jason looked worriedly over the railing, while Shamira growled madly, her fangs showing as she barked down insistently at what floated in the water. Ethan punched the helm, letting a loud growl himself. He heard the old engines rumble, struggling for dear life. After a minute, they finally…
Two figures hid in the dark, their chests rising and falling slowly. One kept the other as close as possible, in a strong embrace. Their bodies were pressured firmly, rubble all around them; there was very little space to move in. And they felt it would soon get worse, because…
It got worse. He did not know how or when exactly, but it did. The change in ambience was not sudden, it worsened gradually, with each sway of tail. With every move of fins, with every inch advanced, they saw the vines multiply. They grew even bigger and lengthier. With…