Simple premise relating to a character with a clear objective, an obstacle from which believable tension arises, and a conclusion that related to the conflict.
Attempting to communicate with these strange beings failed. Despite their obvious intelligence, they do not understand the basics of chromaphore language. I was removed from my habitat and plunged into the poisonous non-water as well; I still do not know whether they did this out of scientific need or simple base cruelty. I managed to escape, although it exhausted me a great deal.
I recommend immediate purge of these creatures. Launch the whale missiles.
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