On the shore where a tide rolls in, a seagull lets out a little squawk before nudging its beak against another seagull flopped on the sand. The waves kiss the bird's legs and feet while leaving behind foam on its companion's feathers, which now resemble the color of wet newspaper. Its chest expands with eyes full of fear as it tries to move its wings but can't, due to the plastic tangled around him. The seagull gives another encouraging nudge to its friend, but this time nothing happens as the life seems to have drained from him while he stares blankly at the sky.

With a chirp of defeat, the seagull takes flight, high into the powdery blue horizon. As it soars over the ocean, only winks of turquoise water can be seen through the clutter of various floating islands made of trash. Something red beneath the water draws it's attention, causing the seagull to dip its wings sideways and bomb its way down like a fighter jet, intent on finding out the mystery behind it.

The bird lands gracefully along the unstable surface of one of the floating islands, which is more like an iceberg made of plastic debris. The sea is vast, calm and lonely without the seagull's companions, so it treads carefully while pecking at curious objects caught in the web of trash. Kelp and small oceanic creatures fill the bird's gullet before swallowing down the meal, along with a plastic bottle cap.

The collection of yesterday's garbage rolls with the waves as the red object beneath the surface pulls on the edge forcefully. The seagull inches forward, its small, white feathered head twitching as its eyes shift about in wonder. Suddenly a red tentacle pierces through the water, frightening the seagull and causing it to squawk while leaping back. As the small octopus flails its tentacles, it reminds the seagull of his friend on the beach, tangled and helpless.

Bravely inching forward again, the seagull nips at the plastic that's tied around the octopuse's limbs. It only takes a few tries, but then the tentacles are free, and the octopus swims away quickly, its vibrant color fading into the deep water.

Below the surface, a group of fish fight over a clump of debris while the plastic straws slice across their smooth and slick flesh in the process. A cloud of crimson stains the water around them, drawing the attention of bigger fish and sealing their fate in one big gulp from larger prey. The debris that floats down from the aftermath, lands on the seafloor. A crustacean pulls a few particles into its shell for safekeeping, while a seahorse carries away a plastic q-tip like a trophy and another fish sucks up what's left. They all carry on, unaware of how dangerous their latest treasures are.

Back on the surface, the seagull takes flight again, heading back to the littered beach where more trash is waiting to be pushed out to sea.