Now, that was smart, wasn't it? Jumping into the water, diving after a shoe in the fucking dark - he couldn't see anything! Something brushed against his leg and Phobos came up, spluttering and gasping for hair.
Wiping water off his face, he glanced around, seeing more of nothing. Did fish live in these waters? Judging from the taste on his tongue, not even bacteria would live here. Or, well, bazillions of really nasty bacteria. Great, now he'd just made himself sick.
The boy grimaced as he swam towards the docks again, keeping his head as high above the water surface as possible.