Dear Diary,
We great white sharks are the kings of the ocean. With the whales and the dolphins, we rule the deeps. Top of the food chain, second to none. It's a reputation all sharks glory in. Wherever we go, anything that swims gets out of the way. Except the remora fish, but those are useful. And jellyfish, because they know we don't eat them. Annoying little creatures. But aside from these we pretty much dominate the seas.
Until now.
Something strange has appeared in our ocean. Something we've never seen before, something almost not..not of the sea. It's larger than the sharks by far, and faster than the dolphins. We've heard stories about it too, stories of huge, drifting nets that swallow more fish that a pod of whales. Sometimes these nets trap dolphins, and they die too. But now they say this creature has brought friends. Deadly friends. And in great number too.
These friends are supposedly even more dangerous than the ones that brought them. Yesterday, on one of my hunts, I heard a pod of humpback singing for grief. I paused to listen, and I heard them singing for a dead leader, who died unnaturally and horribly, speared to death with a merciless rain of sharp, curved weapons from above. They sang with deep mourning. But they also sang of terror, of uncertainty. They sang of a new predator that had invaded our waters, more powerful than any of us. And they sang out their fear to the skies.
Fear is not something I am accustomed to hearing from the mighty humpbacks. It is not something I am accustomed to feeling, myself. None of us. But if these creatures are killing the dolphins, and hunting the whales, is it not likely that the sharks will be next?
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