Untitled

I had a terrible dream around 5:30 this morning about my fish...named 'Untitled'. In the dream Untitled was swimming about unaware of Mr. IS Stark's, (another fish of mine) longing gaze. Mr. had grown to the size of a small whale and the shape of his eyes had changed. I suppose that this was an indication of a change in his character. As I was watching Mr. just took a deep breath in and sucked Untitled up whole. I tried to force Mr. to cough Untitled back up but by the time he finally did, Untitled was dead.
When I woke up I went to the tank to make sure that Untitled was okay and he was.
I couldn't fall back to sleep so I stayed up reading and slowly waking up.
Less than an hour later on my way to the shower I went to feed my aquatic friends. Untitled was gasping for air floating belly up at the top of the tank. I pulled him out and filled a vase with treated water. He just kept gasping. Once in a while he would swim around and try to act normal. But I couldn't stay with him. I had to go to work.
When I left he was floating at the top of the vase mouthing messages.