I swam in desperate circles around the tank. Twitching as something kept attacking my side. Yet, I could see no predator. What was happening?! And was it just me, or was the water feeling...wetter?
I swam further. Yes, yes it was feeling wetter. Harder to move through as I completed each circle.
And with each circuit, I felt like my skin was growing tighter, and the need to hide, to get away from these invisible attacks, to bury myself into the gravel, stronger.
The yellow plant couldn't even distract me from this foreign feeling.
I had to get...get....There! I spotted the castle decoration. That seemed like a safe place. I could hide in the hole in it. I had to get in there. Now.
I pushed my head through it, wiggling my body to force myself further in. I had to get all the way in so nothing in the tank could see me, or get me while I was this vulnerable. While the water was this wet and hard to swim through.
The fit was tight. I definitely would need help getting back out. But the urge to hide myself only grew stronger, So I wiggled deeper into the castle.  Deeper then should have been possible. Flinching as more jabs of pain hit me. How my attacker could fit in here I didn't know, and I couldn't see when the next jab would strike. It was pitch black in here. Yet, I moved forward, pulling myself through the tunnel.
Soon, I saw light again. I needed to get to that light. I clawed my way forward wanting to get out of the tight space. out of the darkness.
And finally, I pulled myself into sunlight.
I crouched there in the entrance, breathing fast and shallow from the exertion.
Yes there was sunlight outside the cave I found myself in. But there was something different about this light. I blinked as it hit me. There was no water out there. None! Just air. I filled my lungs with air.
Wait, I'd blinked.
I blinked again. I could close my eyes! I shivered. This felt...so weird. Everything seemed more twitchy. My ears were twitching, my tail was twitching, my nose...well you get it. I was bombarded with new senses. The fact that I had hands! Okay, well paws. Limbs to move...
I wasn't a stupid goldfish anymore!
I definitely wasn't human, I could see my fur covered nose after all. Yet, the fact that I could recognize that I wasn't human, that I could remember that I had been human, told me that whatever creature I was now...had a much better memory then the goldfish had had!

#Henry