One, Two, Three, and Seventeen swam swiftly toward the seventh layer.
One said to Seventeen, "Faster! That way the fishing line won't be able to catch us. You guys only get hooked when you stop to mess around."
Seventeen understood and swam with all its might.
But as they swam, the four fish suddenly saw a line.
"..."
It was back.
None of the fish underestimated the line. They all fled in a hurry.
But no matter how they fled, no matter how fast they swam, the line was always there.
'Oh god, where in the world is this line coming from?'
Seventeen trembled and said, "I have a feeling I'm done for."
"Seventeen, don't give up! Keep up!" One shouted.
But at that very moment, the line moved. It came at an angle that was impossible for a fish to dodge.
In the blink of an eye, Seventeen was bound.
Seventeen: "..."
It knew it had escaped once, but it couldn't escape forever. It was caught after all.
"You guys go on without me," Seventeen said.
