The pressure of the suction cups was leaving visible marks on Angel’s skin. We had to find a way to break the seal without harming the animal or ourselves.
Shane moved in closer, hoping his presence would intimidate the visitor. Instead, the octopus simply turned its head, acknowledging him before tightening its grip on the women. It was a standoff at twenty feet below the surface. The beauty of the encounter had vanished, replaced by the mechanical reality of being tethered to a wild predator.
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Suddenly, the octopus began to pulse rhythmically, its entire body expanding and contracting like a beating heart.
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