The merman, my man novel Chapter 133

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 133

As if I had been holding my breath underwater, I started to hyperventilate and breathe in gulps of fresh air. I tried to force my eyelids open, but I was startled as I felt something covering my eyes.

I raised my hand to feel the thing that was on my face. It was something cold, and it had five fingers. To be exact, it was a webbed claw.

It was Dicken!

I shot up into a sitting position, but the extreme pain from my chest made it difficult to support myself. Hence I fell backward. Luckily, a claw caught my back, and the claw on my face slowly retreated.

I squinted my eyes as they adjusted to the light, and Dicken’s figure became clearer. I could smell the strong fragrance Dicken had emitted, but surprisingly, it actually made me feel secure at a time like this. My fearful palpitating heart started to slow down. I then suddenly recalled the events before I passed out, grabbed Dicken’s arm, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Are Jack and Peter okay? They’re the two guys who were with me…“

Dicken looked at me silently before slowly shaking his head and replying, “I don’t know…“

I suddenly felt the sharp pain in my chest again, causing me to cough profusely. Scenes from the nightmare had been buried in the back of my mind as I gradually forgot its contents. However, the stark image of Jack and the others floating in a pool of blood remained in my mind. Even though I knew it was just a nightmare, that scene somehow felt so real, like it had just happened in real life.

I then remembered that no one responded to my calls for them in the flurry of gunfire and smoke. It seemed increasingly apparent that they had already been harmed.