Honestly I'm not sure...It was a vision of orange and white fish. They were...sick, I think.

[They weren't quite Magikarp, but something close. They had been caught in a cycle of decay. Crumbling to bone, then to dust, then surging back to vibrant colored scales and healthy bodies, only to repeat the process. It was an awful thing to witness.]

I got the feeling the water desperately wanted me to fix something, but I can't imagine what or how...