Spectres began stepping out of the ocean. They’d cry out for help before sinking into the sand.
“Well, that’s not good,” said Jelly.
“No, it’s not,” sighed Cuttle. “But do you know what is good? The new machine they have at the gym.”
“I’ve heard it does everything,” interrupted Lucy.
“Oh, it does,” said Cuttle. “Snickers, Mars, Dairy Milks, the lot!”