Madness string 75217

Random mermaid
How do we even know that shit isn't still around? Lurking? Evolving? We don't. We don't know shit about shit down there. The ocean is a primeval hellscape nightmare and we all just dip our stupid fragile unprotected fetus bodies around the edges of it like that's normal. Fuck the ocean.

Do you think there is a story here, that if you keep turning the page, it will all become clear?