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scream as I stand, break my drinking glass on the table, and use the shards to slice open my wrist.
    I run forwar d and meet an advancing shark man in the hallway. After dodging the giant snapping mouth that was aimed at my head, I take the broken glass and smash it into his eye. It just occurred to me that sharks don’t have necks, so if I can just get around him…I’d walk straight into another set of teeth. Stupid hallway!
    While the shark man is preoccupied with the giant shard of glass sticking out of his eye, I form a twelve inch, Sic dagger and stab it into his other eye, wiggling it around to make sure I destroy the brain.
    (Legs)
    Airi says as a second shark man dives through his dead friend’s legs. I respond by pulling the Sic dagger out of his friend, jumping, and spinning around; I slam the blade down through his skull with my landing. Thankfully, there is no dorsal appendage because my testicles would hurt right about now if there were.
    (Scoot back one foot)
    I obey and a set of jaws appears in front of my face as I notice shark man number three’s right arm by my shoulder. I stab the Sic blade into his right knee as I grab his right hand with my left to throw him over my shoulder and into the table. Before he can recover, I launch forward from my crouched position and land on his chest.
    “ALL! I WANTED! WAS TO ENJOY! MY BREAKFAST! WITHOUT! ALL THIS! CRAZY! SHIT!” I scream, stabbing him in the neck with each exclamation and consequentially getting red everywhere. “IS THAT! SO MUCH! TO FUCKING! ASK!?”
    “Cole?” I hear Cheza ask.
    I turn around and see her in only a towel, giving me a concerned look. Natasha is fully dressed and has her gun drawn, but she looks slightly shocked; most likely because of the blood everywhere, including on me. I get my first look at Natasha’s aura, which I’m surprised to see is a lot like Cheza’s. However, Natasha’s aura is white on the outside instead of silver and the blue in the center is more of a navy blue, with the same frosty white encroaching from the sides.
    “Natasha, cover the door while I go wash some of this red off of me. Cheza, I don’t want you getting farther than ten feet from me.” I order.
    I walk into the bedroom , grab my holster, head into the bathroom, and throw the bloody Sic dagger in the sink.
    “Cheza, get dressed in whateve r, but wear shoes.” I shout into the bedroom as I start stripping.
    I quickly shower and dress in tan cargo shorts, my holster , and my jacket. I wash off the Sic dagger and stick it in the pouch of my holster as a backup, making clinks on contact with the metal magazines. Walking out of the bathroom, I see Cheza sitting on the bed wearing jean shorts and a light blue, checkered plaid button-up shirt that she has tied in a knot just above her navel. She is also wearing matching Converses. Good girl. I motion for Cheza to follow me as I head for the door.
    “Natasha?” I call out from behind the door.
    “Clear,” She calls back and I walk out. “and I don’t think we will be getting our deposit back.” Natasha jokes but it is obvious that she is on edge.
    “Alright, first thing’s first: I need to call Tia. That’s a stupid saying; of course the first thing is going to be first, otherwise it wouldn’t be the first thing!” I babble before recovering.
    “ Natasha, I need you to call down to the front desk and ask if there are any people waiting by the elevator and have them check the security cameras for the beach elevator.” I say to Natasha. There’s no way a hotel like this wouldn’t have cameras covering the elevator used solely by their richest guests. I pull out my phone and hold the home button.
    “Call Tia.” I say to my smartphone’s voice navigation that shares Airi’s name, with the exception of a change in the first letter.
    “Heeeeello? ” Tia answers.
    “Hey Tia, I need to ask you some—” I say.
    “No Cole, you cannot actually sex someone into a coma. Chezarei or