Have you ever noticed that the crime rates in the tristate-area puddles are so low? When’s the last time you heard a crime take place in a shallow body of water? The answer: Clinton Blackwell Ambs, aka the Grazing Manatee. 

Teacher by day, vigilante by night, defending creatures big and small from microorganisms to all you can eat buffets, Ambs helps everyone.

On March 14, a Delphi reporter had an encounter with the vigilante. The reporter’s identity has been kept secret for privacy reasons. While sitting on a bench, they heard a noise from the back alleyway. In a moment of fear, they hid, but they turned around and saw the figure of a manatee.

However, it wasn’t any other manatee walking the streets; it was The Grazing Manatee. As the student used their face to gaze upon his face, they realized the face they were facing was Mr. Ambs; whom they had just faced that morning.  

With their palms riddled with sweat, the student shakily took out their phone to snap a photo. In all the action, they failed to turn the flash off. As the bright light cut through the polluted haze of the street, The Grazing Manatee was gone in an instant. After checking the photo, they were left stunned to see Clinton Ambs making his extravagant get away.

Maybe one day Ambs will reveal who he truly is, but until then, may the streets be kept safe by his lone flipper. 

Villains fear him. Fish want his protection.