Madness string 84633

Random mermaid
I can no longer see myself. My shape is fading. I feel the presence of someone who is not me. Is someone there, beyond this?

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.