The merman, my man

Chapter 35

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 35

I was shocked by the scene beneath me. Dicken had surprisingly stopped hitting the glass as well as

all his other movements. He paused for a while, then turned around to swim towards the deeper parts

of the reservoir.

As he was doing that, he halted momentarily and turned back to glance at me once more before

disappearing into the deep. With Dicken gone, I continued looking around anxiously. After I was sure

he wasn’t spying on me nearby, I let out a sigh of relief.

I started to suspect that whatever I had seen was just a misunderstanding from my end. Perhaps

Dicken’s behavior wasn’t because he was aroused, but because he was upset that I was of a different

species, maybe that’s why he looked so sad when he left.

Otherwise, why would he have left so suddenly?

I pushed the thoughts away for the time being and turned on the shower to wash away the sweat from

my body. Suddenly, I heard a sharp siren coming from my room. I quickly wrapped myself in a towel

and rushed out to see what the commotion was.

I looked at the weather forecast on the screen in the research room and it said that a storm was

coming!

My heart sank as I recalled what had happened on the boat.

“Linda! Hey, Linda! Are you awake? Can you hear me?“ Laura’s voice could be heard from the

communicator on the desk.

I quickly picked it up and said, ”I’m here, Professor. Is there a storm coining? What should we do?”

”You don’t need to worry. No matter how severe the storm is, it will not affect the lab underwater. You Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

can continue your research with no problems. But I must let you know that Gary, the other personnel,

and I must leave the island. You’ll be alone in the research room for several days. We will come back

immediately when the storm blows over, do you understand?”

I felt anxious because of the current situation, but when I recalled that I had enough food and water and

that I shouldn’t cause trouble for others, I steeled myself and said, ”Alright , please be careful everyone.

I will wait here for your return.”

”Okay”, said Laura, ”the communicator you’re using can still be used to contact us over the next few

days. If you have any problems, just… ”

Before she could finish, only the sound of static could be heard from the communicator as the signal

grew weaker and weaker. I tried calling her several times but the line was already dead.

I assumed that the brewing storin must have messed up the signals. Perhaps it would work again after

the storm was over or when the line got fixed.

I nervously put the communicator down when I realized that there was a dark mass on the glass floor

next to my desk. I took a closer look and saw that it was a tangled bundle of seaweed and it was linked

to a trail of water stains. The trail led right outside the cabin door on the second floor.

The cabin door was opened just wide enough for one person to go through and the water level in the

reservoir had lowered by half!

A chill crawled up my spine.

I then noticed the reflection of something resembling a python looming above me on the glass floor,

several salty beads of water dripped onto me and the sound of breathing could be heard from behind

me.

I didn’t have any more headspace to figure out how the merman had come in. All I knew was that the

merman behind me had lowered his head into my neck to breathe in my scent, kind of like a kid

addicted to the smell of gasoline.

And right then, I was only clad in a towel.

The fear left me petrified and my legs started to shake. I wanted to escape but my feet were planted

firmly onto the ground. My mind was also blank. I could feel Dicken’s wet skin plastered against my

back, as well as a hot and hard object pressing against my tailbone. The moment I realized what that

was, my mind became blank.