It was once an art installation turned environmental thought piece turned aquarium that now sat untouched and tucked away in a barely used subway station near the outskirts of the city. The number of visitors it received could be counted on one hand with room to spare, though people didn't go there with the intent of returning anywhere.
The walls were lined with goliath panes of glass that barely revealed what was swimming within the murky waters. Broken buoys floated about, gently pulsing a dim orange glow that showed the occasional broken fin or bloated finger but the majority of the inhabitants remained unseen.
Informative plaques jutted out from wherever they'd been hastily hammered into, all claiming deep river fish were thriving in the grim water and how their scheduled feeding was at 1500 hours sharp every day. they failed to mention what the food was but the city grew a little quieter each month.
The occasional brave soul will go inside with a flashlight and camera, trying to see exactly what was brought into the heart of the city but all they ever found were missing persons. If they weren't too frightened, they'd report it right away and a few police vans would show up, cause enough of a fuss to make it seem like they were doing something and then leave.
Nobody knew who the creatures had been brought in by, no paper trail led back to their original habitat and nobody important had gone missing so they were just left to rot in the dark. As long as they stayed put and ate whoever was thrown at them then there wasn't anything anyone was willing to do about it.
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