Chapter Three
Cyclops
Andee’s eyes fluttered open from a deep sleep. He felt dazed and confused, sitting on the edge of his bed surprised to find himself at home. Collecting his thoughts, he stared out of his bedroom window, blinking in the bright morning sun. A large palm leaf delicately brushed on the windowpane spreading its shadow across his bedroom floor.
I’m hungry, he thought. Jumping up, he ran downstairs, plunging into the lounge. He snatched a banana off the dining room table peeling it back and taking a greedy bite. His cheeks filled while he stared around the room at fish tanks full of different marine species, finally fixing his sights on the last tank containing his favorite, a large octopus called Cyclops. Cyclops had won his name after Andee’s dad Peter had rescued him f
