You climb down the rocks more quickly than safely, kicking the sand up on your way over. Upon your arrival you see something peculiar. Is it the looming darkness playing tricks on your eyes? Does this girl truly have a fish’s tail instead of two legs? It can’t be, that was reserved for stories your mother told you just a few years ago. You get back to the most important task at hand. You begin to press on the girl’s chest, noticing how marvelously she is adorned. Her clothes feel of silk, much like her lovely long hair that you had to gently move in order to properly press upon her lungs.