It was a beautiful morning when I woke up, the sun shining through and the wildlife up and about. I went for my morning stroll, taking my usual route.
I stopped by the surface of the water, when I saw the most peculiar thing: a little girl... In there.
Couldn't she breathe? Why didn't she come out? Panicking, I reached out and grabbed her arms, yanking her out of it and holding her close to me. She started to scream, but then seemed to be choking.
I tried to calm her down. "Shh... Everything is fine, little one, I saved you! Relax! Breathe in!"
But she wouldn't. And soon, despite all my efforts, she went limp. Not again! I couldn't understand. I had taken her out of that horrible, disgusting air, and into the safety of the water.
What had I done wrong this time?
Maybe my tentacles frighten them. Maybe I wasn't gentle enough. Human children are so unpredictable. I'll save one for real next time, I swear.