Can he escape through the anus? No idea, but he can’t stay put. He begins turning onto his belly, a real struggle, his tank sticks out too far and so does his right fin. He uses his left toes to rip the fin off his right foot. Both feet, naked, sploosh into stomach muck, all the hidden things. Don’t think about it. Losing the fins helps. Forward, into the darkness where the squid vanished. (Don’t) Jay drags himself with his elbows, audible squishes. ((Don’t)) Why would he listen to the whale that swallowed him? Anywhere is better than here.
