Oh god hundreds of thousands of fish, surrounding me. Getting closer. And I am running out of breath. I turn to my left, fish. My right? Fish. Dash down the hallway, stumbling turn, what do I run into? Fish. And the fish, they sang: “The fish within,” the fish begin, “here we swim,” and through the din, “ashamed are we,” the school of fish now five times larger in size when it first began this chant,