by J. Milligan
Somewhere off Coney Island, paddling through seaweed and Styrofoam, is secret agent "Jack Fish." As an operative of the Elders of Atlantis, he is to find their enemy and spear him. Once he gets the hang of breathing on the surface, he can take up his mission. Staggering out of the water, he begins his odyssey into the strange city of New York. He's concerned about adjusting, but if he can make it here, he can make it anywhere. At first worried about being noticed, he discovers the Topworld is teeming with neighborhoods that are like reefs, filled with air breathers who seem as alien as he feels. ("You're from Atlanta?"). Jack Fish is just another dude from out of town, hanging out at the Mermaid Diner, scratching the webbing between his toes. Headlong and wildly entertaining, Jack Fish does for Atlanteans what Anonymous Rex did for dinosaurs.
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