We thought that one of the Cryps was pregnant. Then we kinda started thinking it was some kind of tumor. But it seems as though she exploded in the night and was eaten. There was nothing left but a bit of spine and fish skin. Bridget thinks the Cryp may have just passed away peacefully, but it was a "super tastey tumor" that the other fish just couldn't resist.
Meanwhile, one of the Bloods started to look not-so-hot. It's been suggested that the gang violence was caused by a little Romeo and Juliet action, but there's no real proof.
Anyhoo... the Blood had been laying on the bottom of the tank for a couple days and we decided to take matters into our own hands. Fish euthanasia is not a pretty business, but something had to be done. I'd heard that freezing a sick fish is one of the more quick and painless options. So we put him in a cup in the freezer — with a lit candle and a kinda weird blow-up smiley face guy for good measure (on top of the freezer, not in it).
He's been in there for about 15 minutes or so. I just checked and it seems like he's gone to his reward. We were discussing what to do with the remains, but I think we may just keep him in the freezer until we can find a cure.