Sea of Darkness: Red Date(s)

Narrated horror-adventure of wildlife/water creatures in Camp Elsewhere addressed by a real 'super' hero (Amlan Satan) with an oratory for 'real' distances.

A 'friends-of-humanity' (marvel!) fanfiction inspired by Piranha, an Earth adventure of 'dark' proportion(s). Enjoy, 

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Welcome to Camp Elsewhere. This is an idyllic place in North America where beautiful people congregate to engage and indulge in all of what Mother Nature has to offer...all of it! There's plenty of attractive romance, courtship, play, roaming, and of course, swimming. However, Planet Earth isn't just a habitat for beauty-magic...but also Hell.

My name's Amlan Satan. I've been a camp ranger in the area of North America this horror-story is all about, and I'm recounting this story to you because it's mutated into something of managerial complexity, rending me something of a 'super-hero' of the Earth-landscape, which is why the camp area residents/goers now refer to me as the Masked Arrow ('MA'), a reference to vigilantism-courage. That's what I needed for this 'dark' adventure in the sea of darkness.

I went to Dartmouth College (New Hampshire), a very idyllic and beautiful Ivy League college in North America where I studied Hobbes' Leviathan (among other things!), a treatise on the perceptible sea-dragon of metaphysics-chaos and consciousness deformity intellectualism. I also gained an immaculate appreciation of Mother Nature while living in that idyllic area, and that's when I decided to become a camp-ranger, a 'natural advocate' of the Earth landscape (and future hero).

I've always kept in my possession as a 'reflection' of my Catholic devotion, a special blue-faerie sculpture named Ezzy (named after my wife, Ezzy) who is my spirit-guardian for my camp-ranger heroics and defense of the realm on our blue Planet Earth. Ezzy has always protected me from the Hell of adventures like the mutation-one I will recount to you here. Follow along --- Ezzy will keep you safe too!

In this camp in North America, beautiful young people congregated to celebrate the magic and romanticism of love and play in the idyllic Earth-landscape, engaging in educational and recreational activities between young-adults and children and among the romance-minded adults hoping (earnestly) to find beauty-magic in this 'special' time.

During our camp-stay one summer in that area of North America, the local sea-life aquarium collected a very terrifying sea-life sample, living/ferocious, an 'iron-jawed' piranha. A 'piranha' is a member of the subfamily Serrasalminae within the tetra-family Characidae in order Characiformes, a freshwater fish found mostly in South American rivers, floodplains, and lakes and reservoirs. It's extremely predatory and feed mostly on fish but have been known to eat plants and attack humans, classifying them as omnivorous ('all-eating' diet!). Piranhas have been recorded in attacks in South America, rendering bites to feet/heels of swimmers and also recent deaths 2007, 2009, 2011, 2013. In 2012, a 5-year old Brazilian girl was killed by a piranha attack and in 2015, a 6-year old girl was killed in Brazil when her granny's boat capsized. In early 2022, during breeding season, the bodies of four Paraguay swimmers were recovered with horrific piranha bites (source of my modern cyber-research: Wikipedia).

After the camp-rangers and sea-life found/kept the discovered/retrieved living piranha, another camp-ranger discovered the corpse-skull of a dead piranha which had been eaten-live by members of its own species! We knew then that this was a strange breeding-frenzy confluence season activity in North America with piranhas having swam upstream (for some 'unknown' reason!) from the 'seas/waters of darkness' from South America.

DAVID: Did you hear the news of Randy, one ranger having been eaten by a piranha attack early Saturday morning, Satan?
ME (Amlan Satan): I know, I know; I've been coordinating a water-team 'operation' to root-out the school of the monsters.

One night, two romantic young rangers were cavorting in the lake and making-love when they'd been attacked by multiple piranhas in the area I've described, leading to a horror mini-tale that was reported by a visiting camper/reporter (Tom Hanks) who'd been covering this developing 'horror-story' for The Post (DC).

DAVID: Shelbye's been bloody murdered by those 'sea monsters' on Thursday afternoon, Satan.

ME (Amlan Satan): I know, I know; this is exactly why my team-unit's been 'sanctioned' to kill these things underwater.

We choreographed an entire underwater hero-team led by their captain, me (Amlan Satan). We'd wielded special underwater electric-guns capable of creating rings of electro-shock discharge which our body-suits/helmets kept us safe from, enabling us to approach the various 'schools' or groupings of these 'leviathans' of the camp-water(s) of Hell and send their spirits back to the netherworld. This was an 'adventure' I'd like to soon forget, simply because the 'bloody-mess' it left as the Aftermath reminded us all of the 'black-and-blue' colors of uncontrolled/unprevented species attacks of a vicious appearance. The electric-gun campaign underwater in the North American camp rendered us as the 'Aquamen/Women League' of heroics the Post would cast as a modern-day comic book 'super' tale!

THE POST: We're adapting this 'adventure' heroism in the idyllic North American Earth landscape into a major Western film!

Two years later, I'm at a Target store in New Jersey (United States) with Ezzy, and I discover the warm amenities and natural spiritual comforts of commercial conveniences and capitalism's Earth havens! I'm so far away and distant from that 'piranha hellmouth' that we'd endured, that special feeling of balanced heroism with the endured 'darkness' of bloody murder and depression deformity! Target vision was the substitution for Camp Elsewhere.

EZZY: Let's go find that bathing-wear for our backyard pool for our house for the kids, sweetheart.

ME: Yeah, sounds like a beautiful idea, darling; can't wait!

Our micro-adventure from the Abyss was indeed rendered into a cinema-tale for modern audiences intrigued by the notion of endurance/resilience in times of utter Earth darkness! We'd remember the times of our hero-lives and what contoured the experience of bloody murder with that of 'purified' dreams.

EZZY: You'd been guarded by the 'spirit(s)' of the great faeries, my dear, and we'll post on Facebook Earth visions of friends!

This tale has mutated. That's what I warned you about in the beginning of this 'faerie-tale' of darkness in Camp Elsewhere. You see, this reign of hellmouth doesn't end with the swimming-team of murderous cannibal piranhas but also has been 'linked' to a citing of a terrible giant alligator, mutated/escaped from a science-lab in California, loose on the streets from the sewer-tunnels, making its way into a new line of terror-tales, terrorizing pedestrians at night and then sneaking back into the sewers. The Post has written, "We need Satan!" That's me, right?

EZZY: Earth-IQ is one of resilience and faith and courage and intelligence; regardless of Hell, we'll find the 'story' of beauty.

Do you think this kind of story is worth its 'density' and value(s) in gold, folks? Earth is both complex and changing, and we need the 'record(s)' of courage to weigh the scales of evolution and controls. In other words, we need magic...and detectives.

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)