It was late at night, the beach waves were crashing onto the shore and the moon was shining brighter than most days. His feet left a trail of footprints as he walked, the trail lasting just a few seconds as the water washed them out.

Jotaro walked, until the smell of human blood hit him. It was unbearable, even so, he tried to resist. But his eyes worked against his heard and began to wander as he looked for his bait.

“Where are you…? Good grief..just come out. I won’t hurt you.”