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Day 2,182

 The care home was lost to the storms last year, no bodies surfaced but they were all assumed to have passed. By the time the weather had cleared enough for any of us to even remotely consider leaving our own homes most of the lower end of the valley was deeply submerged and covered in a thick layer of silt.

It took far more convincing than was morally right before the council organised diving teams to recover the bodies for burial but by then they'd adapted to the water. Hands as webbed as they were wrinkled gripped onto door frames and bolted-down furniture to haul themselves around as their fused legs weren't quite enough to use as tails.

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