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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