Julie, Susie, and Joey were still out to a trial when Frank walked back into the resort. You greeted him, but he ignored you and flopped onto the couch. As he made contact, he winced and sat up, leaning his head on the back of the couch with a sigh.

Knowing this wasn’t normal, you asked what the issue was, in which he reassured there was none. Knowing his bullshit, and the obvious fresh bloodstain, you pulled open his jacket, revealing a large and deep cut along his chest.

“What the… Dude?!” he said in surprise.