The Ugly Barnacle

The Beggining

Once there was a barnacle, he was so ugly that everybody died. The End.... Or so the ugly barnacle thought, he woke up in a dimly lit cave, it smelt damp. Of course it was damp he thought, he was underwater.

He couldn't remember how or why he was here, he was just the average, everyday barnacle. He couldn't remember who he was or where he came from, all he knew is that he is scared and deeply confused. What was his name, his job? Did he have a family, any friends? There was no way that he could know. 

It was late, he could tell by the lowered visibility in the cave. He decided that he was left here for dead and nobody was coming for him. Nobody, as far as he was concerned, would be looking for him either. He was wearing blue jeans and a scraggly white t-shirt, he reached into his pockets and found keys to a 1997 boat mobile, and a wallet. In his wallet there was a picture of a very attractive lady barnacle, she had long blonde hair and was on the side of a ship. He flipped the picture over and say a name, "Becca" followed by a heart and a series of "Xs" and "Os". "Becca", the barnacle said back to himself, he liked this name, a lot.

It was then that his head began to pulse and his heart rate began to pump wildly and rapidly, then an image of Becca appeared in his mind, her hair flowing freely in the ocean. Despite the pain, the barnacle managed to notice nothing but her beauty. The Image burned in his head, the pain was now unbearable, he saw Becca being dragged away from a barnacle he thought would represent himself, he heard her scream loudly a name. At first it was hard for him to hear the name but it became more clear and loud, she shad screamed, "Steven, COME BACK!" It was then that his vision went black and his mind went blank, he had no more visions after this.

He awoke in a cold sweat, he still didn't know who he was or why he was here. He only had a name, Steven, was this his name, or was this someone else in his vision. He had no way of telling, he just accepted that his new name would be Steven.

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It was then that Steven heard something, something so crazy, so loud, so deep that it sounded like a ferocious beast in the deep bowels of the cave he so harshly woke up in. "What could it be?" thought Steven, and by this time he was shriveled up what he assumed was some sort of crevice in the cave. His actions were not entirely due to the abrupt noise he just heard, as he had been in the cave for what must have been upwards of twelve hours. He was becoming weak, he couldn't last much longer, he had to escape before whatever he had just heard decided he wanted barnacle stew for lunch.

"Which way to go?", Steven thought upon this for a while, towards the sound, or away  from it. He decided to stray away from the noises he was hearing, it seemed that a noise of that size must have meant trouble. He felt his way through a roughly straight tunnel, he was starting to breathe deeper, he hoped it was due to an uphill inclination on the cave, implying that it was surfacing, but he figured it was just the exhaustion kicking in.