The sun was down. The moon was out. Now he was king of the boardwalk. The pesky security guards could say whatever they wanted, but he was the one in charge around here. Anyone could see that.

He and his brothers had opted to leave their bikes back at the Bluff, and walk around for the night. They were all getting sick of feeding on smaller children.

They had decided to split up while they wandered, and now he was scouring the area for anything that looked appetizing.