Ok, I know you are wondering why I’m here. I know you’re wondering, “is anyone looking for him?” But they won’t find me. Because I’m in a whale. My friend, to be exact. His name is Graham. A kind whale, who can be catastrophically clumsy at times. Like this time, for example; we were just… playing. Having a whale of a time, you could say. But he…opened his mouth at the wrong time. that’s all. And now, I’m stuck in a whale. where am I? I don’t know. But, I’m gonna have to get used to fish.