On playday Sunday me and Ayan were out on a stroll to find shells at high noon.
We saw a big clam tied on a jagged rope of seaweed we both grabbed,poof,gone into the rusty shark sea.
We saw a strange pile of hydrilla floating and it looked scrappy in the deadly shark sea beach across the nile in funton and just a drop of fish we knew he was here.
At night the window slammed and he was 6 foot tall,bloodthirsty eyes, with lion fish skin and a octopus head. it crawled it was the wrong time . the lights went out and candles never light be he did with electrical ell hands with octopus gripps he had cuttlefish ink he cracked the window but he was actually in the cellar.