The Tiger Shark
Iturn away from the shore.
If Black Spot wants to guard the whole coast for himself, fine.
I hope he gets caught in a net.
The water gets deeper the farther I go.
I am hungry.
Someone big passes below me.
I think I will head this way until I hit the next shore. Change of scenery.
Movement above draws my attention.
I angle toward it.
It smells… interesting.
As I get closer, the scent gets stronger and the outline gets clearer.
It is a human.
It is most of a human.
And… I increase my speed.
It is mine.
I open my jaws and bite down on the leg.
The squish I was expecting is not there.
He is surprisingly crunchy.
I chomp again.
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