Souvenirs for the damned

           So humor me. What if one day you are walking down a trail through the woods. Singing songs to yourself and generally having a good time when you break through the tree line and  come upon a lake. Pristine, cool, and crystal clear. You are mesmerized by the sight of this natural water feature when you notice that there is a small black aquatic something or another moving along under the surface. You start getting an idea as to what it may be. A fish? Possibly. A otter. Maybe. A shark? What are you smoking? You creep closer to the lake and you begin to make out what this mysterious mystery is. You do not believe your eyes. It is an eyeball. roughly the size of a softball......... But it has fins. You then wake up in your bed, completely perplexed. As you look up at the stars above you wonder, "where the hell is my ceiling?"