It wasn’t the fact that he’d seen a Mongolian mine fish, it was the fact that he hadn’t see any angelfish that gutted the young diver so much. He’d always expected that when he got out here, it’d be just like the glamorous world he’d always imagined. Well, he guessed, this was just the real world. Those swarms of fish from the TV were a once in a lifetime sight, and it was his first time on a dive. He guessed he’d just have to look again some other time.

But there was still something bothering him. He’d seen a lot of creatures down in the reef, but something just didn’t quite add up. Turning his back on the boat he’d surfaced to, he plunged back into the water, oblivious to the cries of the others, and headed back for the spot he thought he’d seen.

And sure enough, it was there. As he lifted the tiny creature with his hands, he didn’t realise exactly the scope of what had just happened. As he turned in shock, the world as he’d known it began to slowly unravel around him. And the creature just laughed and stared as he reeled.