Madness string 95598

Random mermaid
The quietness of an orchard is something very unsettling in the winter time, as there's no insects or wildlife wandering about. All I could hear was silence and my pounding heart for the next three and a half hours of my shift. I almost wanted some monster to come tearing through the trees bellowing out, 'Hahah here I am, here to eat you!' But instead I saw and heard nothing more.

That leads me to the conclusion that you are way out of your depth and if you were a woman, your name would be Hyacinth Bucket.