I did manage to pick out several clumps of the spinefish. These clumps looks like aggressive cancer cells under a microscope. They blended together and were squishing the life out of everything nearby. A molecule of anti-life. Mostly these spinefish just floated in place, quivering. Sometimes they would move together like a scurrying school, a troupe of dancing pincushions. Since I’d never gone so far (and certainly not so fast) before I couldn’t be sure if my impressions were accurate, but it did seem like there were more and more and more of these things every time we got into the water. Hitting one at such speed would be like being hit with a sniper rifle.