Redmond and Bob stopped the boat.
They were in the middle of the ocean, with no land in sight.
“This looks like a great place to go casually swimming, Redmond!” Bob said, stupidly.
“I don’t know, Bob” replied Redmond, “Open water’s pretty scary.”
“YOU’RE SUCH A PUSSY, Redmond.” laughed Bob and he jumped in without another word.
“Bob, noooo!” cried Redmond. “Something bad’s definitely going to happen!”
But it was too late.
With horrible speed, the shark-men swam over and grabbed Bob’s legs in their jaws and dragged him down.
“”NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” cried Redmond, and he dove in after them.
But the shark-men grabbed him too, and everything went black.
When Redmond came to, he was on the ocean floor, at the front of a crowd of shark-men all before a large stone altar. A shark-man to his side was holding a mask over his face and he could feel breath.
Shark-men dragged Bob to the altar and from the crowd entered a shark-woman dressed in a blood-red ceremonial seaweed gown. She looked at Redmond.
“You will return to the land and tell them what you’ve witnessed here today.” she said.
And with that, she drew out a large shark-fin sword and sliced off Bob’s arms. Blood clouded the altar, and nothing more could be seen.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” yelled Redmond, muted by the mask.
The crowd waited in dead silence for a minute as the crimson veil dissipated, before the altar could finally be seen.
There were now two shark-people there. One of them was Bob.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” yelled Redmond, but it was too late. The ritual had been complete. Bob was a shark-person.
“Return your friend to land, child.” ordered the shark-woman.
“Yes, my liege.” replied Bob, and he swamwalked over to Redmond, grabbed him, and with supershark speed, dragged him out of the cold depths and back to the boat, tossing him on board.
“Oh Bob, what did she do to you?” asked Redmond, eyes welling with tears.
“The Shark Priestess fixed me, human. As she will fix all of mankind.” Bob replied coldly, and dove back under.
Redmond stood up and looked down into the water.
“You’ll pay for this.” he said. “DO YOU HEAR ME?
SHARK PRIESTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!”
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