Madness string 1237

Random mermaid
I'm afraid you'll never get home. Your knuckles will bleach on the prairie, and mum and dad will cry till they drown, and there'll be nothing left at all, and later the hyenas will howl over the whole thing.

When you're surrounded by vipers, you either get out or you convince yourself that you like the venom. Only one of those choices doesn't end with you dead.