Coming Out of the Deep
A sick, wet noise, like something trying to breathe but failing.
“Oh my God?” I rasped, already pushing past the couch, trying to move faster despite the pain, and what I saw when I got to him turned me pale. Sure enough, the slits were gills, which opened and closed as his body writhed.
Scrambling for my phone, I checked to see if Reed had received my message, and he had. He was probably surprised that I knew, but there was no time for that. I would never tell anyone about him and my cousin was in trouble.
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