"Morning!"

"I don't want to get up so early!"

"It's already 10 o'clock!"

"Five more minutes!"

"What? I heard hours!"

Selix opened his eyes to the silver ceiling and looked out from his bedroom window too gaze at a school of fish swimming by, ever changing directions as they move through the coal reef. He turned away from the mesmerizing shine of the metallic coloured ribbon that the currents held and started to hear the soft melody of running water. Curiosity had lead him to hurriedly pull on some clothes and a dark overcoat and walked through the automatic doors that lead out of my room and into the main hall.

The hall was carpeted with a long rug that covered much of the sandy seabed which our house was built upon. Yes, our house is under the sea. Everyone lives under the sea. Few, have ever glimpsed the surface.

He went to the washroom and found the source of the unknown sound, a crack in the wall. looked at himself in the mirror, his dark purple eyes and dirty blond hair looked dull in the morning. He went to the living room where his mother had his breakfast ready. There were three sofas and a large window where you could see outside. As he sat down to eat the pills that substituted as food, he looked outside and saw the dolphins playing like small children. Through the door, a man dressed in a dark coat made from strong fish skin and hat the covered much of his face, walked in. He placed his hat and his coat on a rack in one fluid motion, it seem as though he didn't even move his arms as he walked in and sat down one the empty sofa.

This man was Selix’s father, Gorez. His father words for the government and whenever Selix asks his father about his work, Gorez would smile and just simply reply, “you will understand once you know what is truly on the surface.”

“Hi dad.”

“Good morning son.”

“How was work dear?”

“Same as always.”

He took a handful of the pills and swallowed them as if they were water.