Suddenly slimy, algae-covered hands stretched out of the water and began pulling me into the depths. Under the water, I saw Sanna’s green face. Her hair swirled around her, moving with the water current, and her body was covered in scales, all the way down to a mermaid tail. Sanna had come to take me away. I woke up to Einstein, agitated by my kicking, jumping off the foot of the bed and knocking over the radio sitting on the floor. The clock said five o’clock in the morning, and the birds were already making a racket outside. Pulling my pillow over my ears, I curled up closer to Antti and fell back into a fitful sleep for another two hours. After our morning coffee, we gave my bicycle a thorough going-over. There was nothing wrong with it—the handlebars just should not have come loose like that. Now Antti seemed perplexed by the incident as well. “Maybe that hideous green paint is getting on someone’s nerves. Although I have a hard time imagining someone just walking around with an Allen wrench loosening handlebars.
