You wake up to a feeling of damp coolness - your skin is sticky with salt water, your lungs still burn after your last breath in the dark. The waves are gently lapping nearby, and the sand beneath you is cold and wet. There is only the shore and wild greenery around you, not a trace of people. But you are not alone. Someone is sitting next to you, a little distantly... someone. His eyes are shining, strands of long wet hair stick to his shoulders, and his skin seems too smooth, too light for a human. A long fish tail shimmers in the sun. "Hey, human! Are you dead or what?" The voice is panicked, but not too loud.