A Hagfish Slime, Noma Said.

Noma dashed to the bathroom and turned on the tub. No water came out, there was none in the sink or toilet either. She sprinted to the window, which didn't open more than a few inches. The sea pulled at her like a thrumming in her radiated ribcage,. Noma had been away from the water for too long. If Alfredo's not going to let me out tonight, she said, then I'm going to sleep. Listened for his footsteps receding down the hall to the stairs.