Last night I had a dream about goldfish. I had a tank with a few of them that had somehow sprung a leak, so I put all the fish and water into a watertight, lightless drawer near the tank. In the dream, I forgot about the drawer and fish for a few months, until someone asked why I had an empty fishtank sitting there. I suddenly remembered that I had a drawer full of water and god-only-knows-what rotten mess in it. I slowly opened the drawer... and this little nightmare was in it, looking up at me, along with some live and very dead fish. I somehow knew that this particular fish had died, rotted, and had arisen with new life as a crabby-thing. Ick. I think I captured it pretty well, but the dream one had more of a "dead" and sinister look to it. Looks kinda silly here, but trust me, in the dream it wasn't something I wanted to laugh at. I had to make a pic of it, it's been bugging me all day. There was also another dead fish that had grown several tiny blue fins, and the new fins slowly moved it around the tank. The new fins were the only thing about it that still showed life, like little parasites that moved the host corpse around. Gross. EDIT: pic edited for teh greater deadness. Looks a lot more accurate now.