“Ok you are right”“We have grown quite greedy”“We do not get such bright and light so far down and deep”“But we know we cannot keep you”‘you can keep us’ ‘as friends’“Friends?”‘yes’‘we shall visit again’‘and share more with you then’“Friends...?”“We would very much like that”“good, then friends we shall all be”...“Well, I guess back to the top then”|||~yesh::; back to the top again)::2 gals quietly sigh relief to themselves as 2 little, strong, brave gals smile and wink at their many new and dangerous merfriends, all swimming and endlessly darting around untilup and up they float...up and up...and still up......and as they all begin to grow closer to the surface the 4 gals notice the dank staleness of their aire bubbles, growing thick and cloudy, milky thick around their heads, they try to keep calm, but their strength flags as their aire runs into a thin and cloudy whisper, all too thick and gone, the 4 gals begin to slowly sink back and down, choking on lack...‘help’‘please and now’