There was something very wrong about where I was. I had never been there in my life before. I has a feeling I was not in water, because I could feel the same sensation of what I guessed was air filling my lungs when I had poked my head out into the surface a couple of times. There were odd, thick brown columns around me that were scattered all over the place that gave off a strong, strange smell, and had green coats of something that seemed like algae. The tops of these bizarre columns had clumps of green strips of something that kind of reminded me of kelp, but was not. They fell gracefully and slowly as something that was like a current blew through the strange location. The floor was sort of sand-like but harder and clumpier. The substance was as brown as my eyes, and was covered with the odd green things falling from the brown columns. I started to look around, panicked about how I had ended up in this horrid, but oddly enough, intriguing place. Then I noticed my body. My arms were covered in something blue, stopping at my hands. I became even more frightened. Where are my pectoral fins? My beautiful, green, graceful. flowing fins? What has happened to me? I thought as I looked down at the rest of my body. My pectoral fins, which normally started at my knuckles, crawled up my forearm and stopped at my elbows, were gone, and so were my arms! I was trapped in this wierd skin that hugged and seemed to have holes in it. It was not wet for one thing, nor as the rest of the things around me. And then I would have sworn my heart stopped- dark blue pole-like things were in the place of here my gorgeous, long, extravagant green tail. I then collapsed onto the awkward floor. For some reason, no matter ho hard I tried, I could not get up- not that I knew how toget up. Where am I? I thought as I felt my face. Good. No harm done there- I hope.

I swiftly moved my awkwardly shaped hands to feel my body that had been changed. I carefully caressed the uncomfortable, long ugly things that had replaced my gorgeous, scaly tail. I felt a familiar wave of sadness hit me. Something that felt warm and smelled like salt started rolling out of my eye. I brought my hand up to touch it. The small drop of wetness kept me from breaking down as more water poured down from my eyes. I covered my face with my hands to feel the wetness of my home that I missed. "I want to go home!" I blurted out, suddenly surprised at the sound that had just came out of my mouth. Now this was getting extremely creepy; I had never heard this language before, yet I understood exactly what I was to say. I parted my lips again to make another sound, tasting the saltwater than gushed from my eyes. "Hello? Where am I?" I cried, astonished at the beautiful sound that I as creating. It was more extraordinary than whales singing. "Where am I?" No one answered. I bowed my head into my odd, soft poles letting my long, soft hair cover my face. "Maybe whoever did this to me at least left my hair untouched and natural," I thought out loud, the gushing eye-water now slowing. I hastily felt raised my arms to the top of my head. "Oh, good. It feels a little on the not-wet side, though. Thank the starfish! They left my hair alone!" I exclaimed as I enjoyed the sound of my change in pitch. I looked around once more, stroking my long, dark brown, wavy hair with my wet hands, not wanting the wetness to go away. When I realized my hands had become dry from stroking my hair, I immediately stopped. My eyes scanned the weird looking and smelling setting. Above the gigantic columns, I saw glimpses of a light blue that was similar to the color of the sky of the surface. Another current like power that I had decided on calling a air-current blew my hair across my face, and drying my hands. I put my hands to my mouth, trying to taste the last of the salt before it disappeared completely. It turned out my mouth was wet as well, which was comforting. Though the liquid in my mouth was slightly slimy, I wasn't complaining- at least it was wet. I stuck my mutated hands in my mouth, trying to keep them wet as I stared into the collection of brown columns. I took my hands out of my mouth, which now ached from opening it so wide, and then the smell of human hit me as if I had slammed into a rock. I cocked my head, wondering were a human was, since I didn't see any or sense any around me. Then something caught my eye; a male, crouched in a collection of kelp-like things. He was staring at me, with yellow eyes, like my mother's, but more of a topaz color. His hair was a bronze color, and stuck out in all directions as if a sea urchin had nestled on top of his head. His pale skin stuck out against the green and brown background. He had perfect features: the sharp angle of his nose, his full, inviting pink lips, his deep, golden eyes, and his perfect square jaw. This was the most beautiful creature that I had ever seen in my entire existence. The mutated merman was also covered in the same skin as me, only in different colors. I waited for the usual vibration of the heartbeat that usually flowed out of Merpeople, but felt nothing. Maybe he is the human I am smelling, and it is not me. I attempted to communicate. "Excuse me, but where are we?" I asked, impressing myself once again and hoping to impress the human. But he just stared at me, eyes full of wonder and a bit of confusion. I stared back into his eyes, putting my hand back in my mouth. When he did not speak, I tried again. "do you have any idea here our location is? Do you not speak this language?" I questioned, wondering why he was not answering me. All of a sudden I heard someone call me from far away. It was a mermaid call, not the language that I had been talking. I got up, not knowing what I was doing, my eyes glued on the male the whole time, and then started to swim-or whatever I was doing- towards the call, green flashing past me. The air-current hit me, and it felt warm. My hair was being blown behind me as my strange poles moved back and forward unbelievably fast. I traveled towards the call and felt it getting louder, everything around me getting whiter. Then there was blackness.