I don’t want to go on a rant like I did about good fairies recently so I’m just going to say that the last time I ran into a mermaid, it tried to murder me.
Their eyes only gaze inward.
…
And this is the kind that has eyes that follow you around the room.
... the attic, a vast raftered length lighted only by small blinking windows in the gable ends, and filled with a massed wreckage of chests, chairs, and spinning-wheels which infinite years of deposit had shrouded and festooned into monstrous and hellish shapes.
The Shunned House
H.P. Lovecraft
The flying monkeys let our technician out for a minute and he snuck away into the light of day. Thanks for your patience during this difficult transition.