HIS MERMAN.

Chapter: 35.

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"Why are you helping him?" One asked.

"None of your business." He fired back.

"Your funeral, man!" Another hissed.

"Where are your parents?!" He demanded but they ran away before he looked up. Seething he hissed and went back to dragging the man out. "Dumb kids..." He grunted under his breath. Finally pulling the man out and now in open view, Alexander gawked, with bulging eyes, he paused and stumbled backward at the sight that greeted him.

There was no way this was a man in costume, he just didn't know how to place it but what costume could be so perfectly etched into the body like a second skin? He had openings on both sides of his ribs and his neck. Fins lined nearly half of both his slender arms and another stretched along his back. His fingers were long with claw-like nails and they seemed to be merged by fins of some sort. He could see the gills on both sides of his neck expand and close with each rough breath it let out.

Like a fish out of water and dying?!