Talk:Kraken/@comment-27717942-20161108193254

You are an average high school student living along the coast of the Pacific Ocean.

On your usual walk home from school, you decide to go the scenic route; the coastline of the ocean. You realize on your way that this was the smarter way to go, as some of the bullies in your school typically harass you for money when you walk home. The crashing of waves echo in your ears as you walk on the warm spring sand. Suddenly, you hear a loud shriek and a soft thud. You whirl your head to the direction of the noise and spot a figure laying on the beach, dotted in wet sand and tiny strips of seaweed. After getting closer, it is evident that the scream came from the beeched kraken. You lightly poke the woman and stumble back after she lets out a frightened gasp. "Oh my gosh..." She exhales in a soothing voice. "I'm so sorry for that." Her face blooms a light pink, contrasting her pale lilac face. "It's fine." You assure her. Taking a seat next to her, you tell her your name before you feel one of her tentacles gently wrap around your waist. You hear her whisper "Don't struggle," before you feel yourself being pulled under the sea.

WWYD?