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I’ve been seeing a personal trainer three (3) times a week for almost 3 years.
He’s a great trainer and I really appreciate the motivation and friendship over the years.
It’s come to the point that I want to end the training relationship. No specific reason. While the motivation and accountability are great, it is a little pricey and I’m not learning anything new from him. My wife and I originally agreed on a six month package and I’ve extended multiple times.
Any suggestions on how to tell him that I’m going to move on? Also is there a good time to tell him or should I just tell him. I ask because I have prepaid 7 more sessions with him and then right after he’s going on a two week vacation. I’m thinking of telling him tomorrow but don’t want to ruin his trip. BTW, I’m also pet sitting for him while he’s gone.
I need some help and how can avoid the questions about if I’m going to be seeing someone else? I am, but it’s going to be virtual so the cost is going to be more reasonable.

The first serial format with which even the most inexperienced tourist would be able to orient himself across the continent.
It is also excellent for more experienced tourists and for those who have already visited the fascinating continent, of course!
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Today's first episode will be dedicated to a general guide to Pyrrhia, its general geography and where to go on vacation.
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Pyrrhia is one of two currently known continents in the world and is similar in size to Pantala. Despite this, no one has yet bothered to measure it in meters, but we can reasonably say that it is larger than North America.
It is so huge that it would take an adult dragon several days to cross it from side to side. Considering the fact that we don't know the average flight speed of an adult dragon (and nobody is stupid enough to go and measure it), this doesn't help humans much.
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The fact that it looks like a dragon in shape (like Pantala) can only be a coincidence.
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The Pyrrhan climate is extremely varied, but mainly fertile and suitable for hosting herds of large animals in large quantities.
The fact that all these different and opposite climates coexist together and are perfectly separated can only be a coincidence (otherwise how did you divide the territory, eh?)
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The eastern part is considerably more prosperous, especially considering that its forests are continuously watered by the clouds that form on the only noteworthy mountain range: the Claws of the Clouds Mountains. The Jade Mountain is part of it: the highest mountain on the continent and which vaguely resembles the head of a demon with two horns. The height of these mountains varies from a useless pebble to a monstrous titanity towering above the clouds.
These mountains are part of the Sky Kingdom, which is unjustifiably bigger than the other kingdoms because yes.
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These mountains almost perfectly separate the east and west, moving from the "wing" of the island to the "underbelly".
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On the "butt" and on the "hind limb" there are two clusters of rainy and far too humid environments for any normal person (or dragon): the jungle (the Rainforest Kingdom) and an incredibly stable mile-long swamp (the Mud Kingdom, which by necessity of the plot does not follow the normal laws of the marshes which say that in a few years they transform into an earthy plain but so be it).
The jungle is much more thriving than other rainforests like the Amazon and Borneo, perhaps because dragons don't have chainsaws.
The swamp, on the other hand, is very simply a large swamp, neither more nor less. If you like crocodiles and mosquitoes, this is for you.
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Fun fact: the Mud Kingdom has been the guest of numerous episodes of "Naked and Afraid" (only on Discovery Channel).
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The "tail" ends in a large archipelago dotted with small islets with a tropical climate and suitable for being invaded by tourists in the summer (if it weren't for the storms), with a few large islands important enough to have a name.
This place is a heaven on earth, with clear waters, nature and sunshine (except for the sharks, but who cares).
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The west of the continent is occupied by two totally opposite macro-regions.
The "belly" is occupied by the vast desert that is the Kingdom of Sand. It is a desert. Stop. A sandy desert. And hot. And full of poisonous creatures like the inhabitants.
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The "head" instead, for unspecified reasons (saying "work of magic" is not enough) is occupied by a frozen and snowy wasteland that collides with the sands of the desert below. It is the Ice Kingdom, where any creature not used to -30 degrees below zero will have a short life. But there are penguins, which is always good and right.
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The "front limb" was once occupied by the Kingdom of Night, which has disappeared underwater due to global warming caused by its inhabitants' bonfires. It was very dark and rocky, a very large chain of canyons and territories of black stone interspersed with lush forests.
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Probably the continent hates the Nightwings, as their later homeland was also destroyed. It was a horrendous island full of ash, smoke and inhospitable rocks, with a very comfortable active volcano near which it liked to destroy everything (why it didn't make the island fertile as usually happens with volcanoes is not yet understood).
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Considering that the Nightwings have moved to the aforementioned jungle, I would advise its inhabitants to pack up and leave, before, I don't know, an earthquake, tsunami or tornado destroys that as well.
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The sea around the continent is completely absent of islands and mainland outlets, so much so that it is extremely difficult to get there by flying, since one cannot even land for a second to rest and have a coffee break. Judging by the eerie figures of sea serpents and krakens on the maps though, we can say that flying is perhaps
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We can say that that's all folks.
See you at the next episode with "Inhabitants of Pyrrhia and their curious habits"

So, my family is planning a beach getaway and one of the most important things to us is accessibility for me and my service dog. Has anyone here taken their service dog on an enjoyable beach vacation and if so, where did you go? One of the most important things I'm looking for is a beach that allows service dogs outside of pet-friendly hours so I can enjoy the beach without the worry of untrained dogs bothering him. Some of the destinations we were looking at include Myrtle Beach, Rosemary Beach, and Tybee Island but we're pretty open.

I'll start by saying I'm not new to mushrooms, but it's been a pretty long time since I've had an even moderately strong trip. Probably my last "real" trip was back in college, 20 years ago. Due to circumstances in my life, not the least being my gender identity and trying to navigate that, a pending divorce, suffice it to say I've been stuck in an existential crisis/void for the better part of a year now. I decided to take another look at psychedelics for spiritual healing as opposed to recreation and started to grow them.
I used GordoTek and the spores he sent me were the Pan Cyan TTBVI strain. While I didn't lab test mine, Gordo tested his and they're upwards of 5% active alkaloids by weight. These are not like cubes and Gordo's claims that they're 3-4 times more potent than most mushrooms floating around out there is not an exaggeration. After my first flush I took a 0.6g test does to see what they were like. Shockingly I had moderate visuals and light "trippyness" for a good 3 hours. I was shocked that just over a half a gram would even be a threshold dose.
Fast forward my soon to be ex wife (we love each other and it's amicable, but she didn't sign up to be with a trans person) and kids are away for a week and I planned for yesterday to be the "big day". I spent some time getting in the right head space and was pretty nervous before starting my journey. The plan was to take 2 grams, which for Pan Cyans is a pretty heavy dose. Now, I haven't yet powdered and homogenized/capsulated them, so the potency between flushes is obviously varied. After 1.5 hours on 2 grams I was a bit disappointed in the strength so I said fuck it and went back to my original flush jar of dark blue mushrooms and downed another 3 grams.
20 minutes later....lift off. It came on like a freight train. As I sat on my front porch bench smoking a cigar, waves and patterns flashed across my lawn. I could see "networks" of patterns connecting everything. Living in SoCal, the neighborhood is flush with colorful flowers, swaying palms, wildflowers on the hills. They visuals got stronger and stronger. Looking across the street at my neighbor's garden, her bright red tree came alive. The leaves getting 4-5 times bigger, then smaller, then opening up and reaching out seemingly halfway across the street. Things were really starting to get intense and at this point the visuals were significantly stronger than anything I've ever experienced in my life. And I've eaten an 8th of P. Azurescens back in the day which were truly insane. Already, a half hour into this second dosing I had drastically exceeded my previously strongest trip.
I went back inside and looked in the mirror. half of my face turned into my deceased father's face, the other half still me. My face flashed from one face to the next, a skull, my own face melting off, another skull bit different, rot and decay, death, extreme sadness in missing my dad, I broke down into a blubbering sobbing mess. Reality was slipping away and I had no grip on it. I remember telling myself to let go and surrender.
I phoned my brother, who lives back on the east coast to try to get grounded. He knew what I was up to and told me he'd be available. It helped talking to him but as we talked my ability to discern reality completely vanished. I slumped over the ottoman in my living room and melted into it, a complete puddle. I was drooling, snotting, sobbing, laughing hysterically, crying again, laughing. I was incoherent but I remember my brother saying, "if there was a venn diagram of you and an infant, it would be one circle". I asked my brother if my eyes were open or closed and he laughed saying "how the fuck would I know lol".....I kept asking him if it was dark or light out. I had no idea.
I couldn't formulate any words or thoughts, only groans, moans, jibberish, slobbering and drooling all over the place, calling out colors and shapes that I could hear and taste. Fairly certain my eyes were closed at this point I entered a realm of never ending impossible fractals. I remember purple being a dominant color and then I saw her. I've heard of people meeting entities on DMT and on extreme doses of mushrooms but I was dubious until I met her yesterday. Without word being spoken she showed me everything. I knew everything there was to know. Not in any sort of granular way. I didn't know astrophysics equations, I simply didn't even need to know that math. My knowledge of reality and the universe transcended all of it. "I" was gone. Completely. There was no Jamie anymore. I was the air, the ether, the beings I saw. I was my dog, the galaxy, my deceased father.
A demon arose in the fractal world but rather than run from it I ran into it and understood it was only serving a purpose. It dissipated and any fear of it was gone. The purple goddess returned, sitting in a lotus yoga pose made out of endlessly impossible changing fractals. It was like this for a while. An hour? A day? A year?
I regained a bit of my ego, and remember calling out "everything is perfect and exactly as it should be".
As I slowly became aware of my existence as Jamie again the trip entered another difficult stage. I knew I was in my living room, but everything looked so extremely distorted and strange. I watched my dogs eyes pulsate to the size of silver dollars and his jowls seep into the hardwood floors joining the woodgrain that flowed like rivers. Mentally, I was on a higher plane. I knew everything but started to feel like I wanted to stop. Knowing it doesn't work that way I tried to keep calm but I was pretty certain it would just never end. I did the same thing a thousand times, but I'm not sure if I did. I lived the same 20 minutes over and over and over again in a seemingly hopelessly endless time loop. I was certain I died, perhaps overdosed on mushrooms and that I was now stuck in this house like it was an island. I knew I couldn't OD on mushrooms. I must have choked to death on them then. Either way, I was dead. I'd never see my wife or kids again. If they did come home from their vacation, I wasn't sure they'd be real. I figured, most likely, as soon as they'd come home I'd restart this trip all over again. I'd live in this purgatory forever. I thought once I come down and go back to the office and get back in my routine, I'd never be able to trust it. If you've ever seen the move "1408", this was my new reality.
I went back into my bedroom to try to relax. I have a really big beautiful abstract painting and phillips Hue lights all over the room. I watched my painting dance, the colors and patterns changing, blending in a visual display that was breathtakingly gorgeous. Still, I thought it would never end. I was mixed between enjoying the color show and wanting my mind back. Slowly over the next few hours things came back together.
A few hours later after the trip stopped I was watching TV and got a sudden second onset of fairly strong visuals, but with little to no mind games. This afterglow lasted a while and I felt intensely comfortable and relaxed, happy.
All in all, the only way to describe this experience was that it was the absolutely most extreme experience of my life. It was profound, deep, beautiful, a bit scary, challenging. Overall I'd say I got exactly what I needed out of it.
I hope you enjoyed reading about my experience. The universe is nothing but pure love and beauty and it's in all of us. Journey on, fellow travelers, perhaps we'll meet on another plane.

I had recently made a modpack with the curseforge app 1.19.2 forge and it had been working fine for a while but as soon as i tried to add a few more mods the crafting table started to crash my game whenever trying to craft anything.
Those mods you see in the image are the new ones i had added that started this issue, i think as it had started to occur as soon as i added those, even then the issue still occurs when removed tho.
Here's a part of the latest log if it helps.
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Hello. planning a vacation in the city of Olbia on the island of Sardinia. I don’t want to rent a car, but I don’t know anything about local transport (bus / taxi). Where to buy bus tickets? Do you have tickets for multiple days? bus timetable, app or is there at every stop? Any advice on ordering a taxi?

Tour operators to Japan. Sorry I can not edit the post headline. Want to surprise my Vietnamese wife and kid who vacationing in HCMC now by buying a tour package for her to travel to Japan for about 5-7 days. They are American dual citizenship so would not have problems with visa. Roughly how much is the tour cost per person?Anyone know the link or the name of the tour company that you recommend? Thank you

I'm fairly certain that one of my recent matches was not the person depicted in the profile, with the biggest giveaway being that their local distance didn't equate to the location they said they were in (on a Caribbean island vacationing at one point, and in Florida on another -- no indication that travel mode was being used.) There were other red flags, too, such as the fact that the profile matched back quickly and was always messaging me despite the fact "she" said she was on vacation on an island with a friend. The profile bio and prompts, for someone as educated and professional as her, were quite generic/low effort and indicated "she" was "looking to share fun experiences with someone." The conversation also got sexual and I was sent one picture of her in bed wearing only a lingerie top and another of her boobs within the first day. While the conversation was seemingly going well for a few days, the match disappeared without notice when the conversation began to suggest we do a call or meeting, which furthered my suspicions about the person not being who they said they were.
I was very easily able to find the person who I suspect was the victim of someone pretending to be them via Googling the person's name, job title listed in their profile and profile location. The profile location in reality turned out to be the address of their former patient office since she is a therapist. According to other search results, she currently is employed as a therapist that's part of a larger network. She is a mother of two and is 50 years old.
I suspect the person could be a jilted ex or a past match who is now being vengeful. When we exchanged numbers, I'm pretty sure the number I received was a Google voice number or throwaway number.
A part of me wants to reach out to let them know that this is happening if they unaware because people pretending to be people they are not is one of my top dating app pet peeves. I don't think reaching out to her on Instagram or Facebook will be a great look, though, because she'll probably wonder how I got her full name. I could also reach out to her employee's contact and without going into full detail, explain the situation and say if she has any questions, she can contact my e-mail. If someone were pretending to be me on an app and sending out the kind of messages I received, I'd want to know, but I'm also careful that this day in age, a random guy reaching out to a woman on social media or her professional contact could be overstepping boundaries.
What would you do?

Hello all. I have written here before about my job at Ultima Resort (1,2,3,4,5,6,7), though I know it has been a while, sorry about that. We were trapped for some time, my phone died pretty quickly, and I wasn’t able to recharge it again until the water receded. So, I haven’t really been able to write. But I am getting ahead of myself. Let me get you up to date, then it will all make more sense.
I opened a door and peered into the closet, but the noise was quieter here, if anything. I shut the closet and continued down the hallway. The dripping had started out intermittent. The gentle plip, plip, plip was barely audible over the normal sounds of the hotel, and we had assumed it was related to the steady rain that had been drumming on the building for a few days, at that point. But the frequency of the dripping had been increasing steadily, and now was concerningly loud and constant. It was somehow audible from every corner of the hotel, and it was only a matter of time until the guests complained. They were already irritable because of the bad weather, which had kept them stuck indoors. As I passed a window, a flash of lightning lit the forest behind the hotel. The lights flickered ominously but it stayed on. The clap of thunder rattled the doors in their frames. I spotted Vincent hurrying towards me from down the hall. His face seemed pale.
“Well, did you find the leak?” I asked.
“Umm… you could say that,” he replied, uncomfortably, eyes shifting to the storm outside.
“What’s wrong?”
“It… well, you should just come see.”
I followed him down the hall to the ballroom where we had hosted the anniversary party some days back. It had been a nice event. Less deaths than I had expected. The hors d’oeuvres were pretty good. There was still a bit of smoke damage on the west wall, but we had cleaned it off as best as we could and the place looked presentable again, though I was now thinking we should put on a new coat of paint. It was hard to decide, when I wasn’t sure if the room would even be here next week. Vincent opened the door on the back wall and gestured me inside. This was new.
It was some sort of small storage cupboard, with dim lighting and a low ceiling. It was full of what looked like furniture, draped in white cloths for storage. I wondered what the furniture was made of, because the room had a strange fetid odor, that reminded me of rot and death. I covered my nose with my hand instinctively, but it did little to help. The small window in the back showed that the rain continued to fall outside, but it didn’t seem to be the source of the leak, as the floor around it was dry. Still, the leak must be in here, because the sound was louder than ever. I took a step forward, to get a better look at the room, but Vincent grabbed my arm and pulled me back, pointing towards the ceiling. I looked up to see a large dome light. It had a strange dark tint, and hardly any light made it through. But something else was coming from the dome. Drips fell in a steady rhythm, and as my eyes tracked them, I saw them splash into a widening puddle on the ground. The puddle was viscous and black, glimmering in the dim light. I looked back at Vincent.
“What is that?” I raised an eyebrow. “It doesn’t really look like ordinary water to me.”
“I don’t know. Maybe… it is picking something up as it drips through from the roof?” he did not sound particularly convincing.
“Maybe,” I tried to play along. “Though, I am not sure I want to know what that could be. Did you check if it is coming from somewhere upstairs?”
“Yeah. Nothing out of the ordinary on the floor above, and I can’t find any signs of a leak anywhere else.”
“Alright,” I backed out of the door and closed it behind us. “Well, I am sure whatever that is will work itself out.”
“What? We’re just going to leave it? Why did we even bother looking, then?” Vincent protested.
“I was worried it was a roof leak, something we needed to handle with routine maintenance. That does not seem to be the case,” I raised a questioning eyebrow. “Do you know how to fix whatever is going on in there?”
“No…”
“Me neither. In this place, when the ceiling is dripping black ichor, it is probably for a reason. I assume we’ll find out when one of our guests gets involved.”
Vincent opened his mouth, as if to protest, but even as he did, the sound of the phone at the desk echoed through the hotel. Vincent sighed,
“Alright, let’s go see what fresh hell awaits us today.”
I heard a small chuckle inside my head. I resisted the urge to ask Al what he knew. He answers were rarely helpful. He didn’t seem to lie, but he was often intentionally misleading, saying whatever he thought would elicit the most drama. I was tired of giving him the satisfaction. I was sure I could sense his disappointment when I refused to engage, but maybe that was just wishful thinking on my part. I couldn’t blame Vincent for being apprehensive about what the guests’ inquiry might be. The three men had arrived to participate in some sort of golf event, but they been here for 3 days now and since it had poured every moment, the event was not taking place. The guests were very unhappy about this turn of events, and they had mostly been killing time by taking it out on us. That wasn’t exactly a surprise. The rich ones were always the most demanding, unused to being told ‘no’ even when the question was ‘has the rain stopped yet?’, and based on the Bugatti they had arrived in, these men were quite rich. I answered the phone on the desk, already suppressing a sigh.
“Ultima Resort, front desk, how can I help you?”
“You can come and open the bar,” the voice on the other end snapped. “It’s past noon and the sign says it should be available by now.”
“I apologize, sir. I’ll be right there.”
“You had better be. The service at this place is frankly astounding. Honestly, I don’t understand why anyone ever stays here. I have half a mind to leave a review warning people away.”
“I’m sorry, sir. I know your stay hasn’t been ideal, but please bear with us and we will do everything we can to make it right.”
“You can start by hanging up the phone and getting me my drink.”
The line went dead in my hand. I sighed and replaced the phone on the cradle.
“Let me guess, they wanted to give us a large tip and leave early?”
“Don’t quit your day job,” I chuckled. “You wouldn’t make it as a psychic. Come on, let’s go open the bar, before we have a mutiny on our hands.”
I grabbed the key to open the shutters from the desk and we headed into the dining room. Our three guests were standing around the locked bar, making a show of checking their watches. I struggled to keep my eyes from rolling. It was 12:03pm.
“You know,” Jack turned to the man next to him, but spoke loudly enough to be sure I could hear. “This reminds me of some of the dumps we stayed in before we made our fortune, you know? The little rat trap motels in the port towns we had to stay in.”
“The customer service certainly leaves something to be desired, for a 5-star resort,” his companion, Stewart, sniffed. “For the amount we are paying, I would expect better.”
I turned the lock, opening the bar. I let them vent; I didn’t particularly care if they left us a bad review, and I certainly couldn’t do anything with a good tip, so they were free to hate it here if they wanted. It mattered less to me than they could possibly imagine.
“Can you both hear that leak from your rooms?” the final man, Lesley, asked.
“Can we? I swear it is audible from everywhere in the hotel. There must be a dozen leaks in this old roof,” Jack laughed.
“It would explain that,” Stewart gestured to wet stain on the carpet across the room, oozing out from under a door I didn’t remember being there yesterday.
I glanced over to Vincent, he shrugged,
“I guess we’ve got a new connection to the ballroom. That’s kind of handy,” he said quietly to me, stepping behind the bar and reaching for the rum to pour; it was all they ever ordered.
“That’s another thing that reminds me of the old days,” Jack elbowed Lesley. “You would think a landlocked hotel would be drier than a yacht, but here we are. Maybe you should get out a mop, see if you remember how, Les.”
Lesley stiffened,
“I don’t do menial labor anymore, Cap.”
“Of course, of course,” Jack clapped Les on the shoulder. “Just a joke, mate. The usual, my good man,” he smiled at Vincent, who began pouring drinks.
As day transitioned into evening, I left the dining room in search of absorbent material, to put down on the leak that was spreading persistently into the dining room. I found some cat litter in a back closet, and it seemed like it would do, for now, so I returned and began spreading it over the growing stain. Jack at the bar looked up blearily, watching my work, before finally declaring,
“Oh, so it’s shit, then. That would at least explain the smell.”
“I think it smells more like a rotting carcass,” Stewart interjected.
He had a point there. Maybe I should get some baking soda from the kitchen.
“You know what?” Jack concluded. “Let’s get this next bottle to go. We’ll take it to our rooms for the night. I can’t stand the smell down here another minute.”
He grabbed the bottle from the bar, then he rose and led his friends out of the dining room. I couldn’t say I was sorry to see them go. Vincent circled out from around the bar and approached the soggy patch on the floor.
“So, is that the storage room?”
Now that we were alone, I risked turning the knob and I opened the door to see the same storage room we had entered earlier, though now the light fixture was pouring dark liquid onto the floor, the drip having turned into a deluge. I slammed the door again.
“Maybe we should get Manny,” I concluded.
Manny stood back, watching the ichor pour down like a waterfall. It was pooling around our shoes now, even standing outside the doorframe. He stroked his chin,
“How long has it been like this?”
“I don’t know,” I frowned. “It’s certainly sped up since we found it several hours ago. Any idea how we stop it?”
Manny closed his eyes for a moment, then frowned.
“I think, perhaps, that we should move the food and water from the kitchen, so they don’t get spoiled.”
“Move them where?” Vincent asked.
“To the top floor storage closet. It’ll be safest there. Come help me gather things up.”
“What, exactly, do you think is going to happen?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Let’s just get to work, we probably don’t have much time.”
Manny turned and strode into the kitchen. Vincent hung back and tapped my shoulder,
“What does he know that we don’t?”
“I have no idea, honestly,” I shrugged, and Vincent headed off towards the kitchen. “Do you know?”
I kept my voice low, so the others didn’t hear.
Oh, are you speaking to me now? Al sniffed.
“Depends, are you going to say anything useful?”
Perhaps for a…
“If you say ‘for a price’ we can go back to not talking. I am not trading anything for this.”
I think you will find I am much more helpful if you are willing to make a trade.
“I categorically disagree with that statement.”
Fine, I could feel him scowling. I can give you a hint for free. Maybe try asking yourself what he’s hiding from you?
“Your free hint is that he is keeping secrets?” I raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t that true of all of us? That isn’t exactly helpful.”
Well then, perhaps you would like to make a trade?
“Why do I even bother?” I sighed and headed into the kitchen to join the others.
Vincent was helping Manny load food onto a rolling cart. The Chef was, fortunately, nowhere in sight.
“Grab another cart and start loading the soft drinks and bottled water onto it. We don’t have much time before we need to be in our rooms,” Manny instructed.
I heaved a case of bottled water onto the cart, and we all got to work. By the time we made the final trip the carpet in the hall squished under my feet, oozing dark, foul-smelling liquid. It was coming in fast, now. Manny was probably right; we wouldn’t want the food supplies getting contaminated with… whatever this was. After he finished stacking the last bag of rice in the closet, Manny closed the door and turned the key in the lock.
“Well, we should find our rooms. It is getting late, and I doubt they will be in their usual place.”
As he turned to walk away, I noticed blood dripping down from his fingers onto the carpet.
“Manny, wait, your arm,” I pulled up his sleeve to reveal a thin, but deep cut running up his forearm. “What happened? Are you alright?”
Manny yanked his arm away,
“It’s nothing. I must have scraped it moving a box.”
It didn’t look like a scrape. It looked clean, with sharp edges, like a knife wound. But before I could say anything more, he was gone, disappearing down one of the halls.
“You ever wonder about him?” Vincent asked.
“Wonder what?”
“What his deal is. Come on, don’t play dumb. You’ve noticed how strange he can be. How he seems to know things about this place he shouldn’t. Surely, you’ve considered that he might be… one of them.”
“One of them?”
“You know, one of the things that run this place, like the Chef. A demon.”
“Manny? No, that’s ridiculous.”
“Why? He was here before you, maybe he was always here.”
“He is nothing like the Chef or the Masseur. It’s obvious that he is a person.”
“Is it? Maybe that’s just another trick. Maybe he is here to torment us, to steer us wrong.”
I shook my head,
“No, he’s helped us, helped me, many times. It’s impossible.”
“Alright,” Vincent shrugged. “But I have a bad feeling about this one, Lucy. Something about that… water. It isn’t right.”
“You always have a bad feeling. Come on, it’s time to get to sleep.”
“Right. See you tomorrow.”
However he knew, Manny was right. I found my room on the 2nd floor, in a back hallway. Since it wasn’t in its usual place, it took longer to find, but I did manage it before the deadline and locked myself in. Somehow, I could still hear the sound of flowing water, though. I could hear it everywhere in the hotel, in fact. In a way, it was soothing, people liked the sound of flowing water, right? So, keeping that in mind, I allowed it to lull me to sleep.
The morning arrived without fanfare, or a discernable difference in the light coming in through the windows. The storm continued to rage outside, and the clouds were so thick and dark that it was impossible to tell that dawn had broken. Still, my watch told me that day had arrived and so I left the room prepared to mop up whatever water had pooled downstairs and try to serve breakfast. No food had appeared in my room last night, so breakfast sounded very appealing. At least I could sneak a muffin or something. As I arrived at the stairs, I saw Manny standing on the landing, gazing down at the lobby.
“Is the mess bad?” I asked.
“You could say that,” Manny didn’t turn as I approached.
I reached the railing and gasped. The lobby was gone. The whole first floor was gone. All I could see was dark water, lapping against the stairs.
“How is that possible?”
“That’s not really a relevant question, in this place,” Manny noted. “Let’s just call it a flash flood.”
I jogged over to look out one of the windows, lightning flashed, illuminating an alien view, the lawn and garden were also gone. The only thing in sight was a sea of dark water, with the occasional tree protruding from the surface.
“What do we do now?” I asked.
“What we always do. Vincent has headed upstairs to lay out some food. We can help him, then lock up the rest and go clean rooms.”
“And if the water keeps rising?”
“We keep moving up the floors, I suppose.”
I stepped down the stairs until I was next to the water, and reached out a hand to touch the surface, wanting to test its temperature and texture.
Stop!
I froze in place, hand hovering above the liquid, the command so urgent I couldn’t ignore it. Trying to act casually, I rose and headed back up the stairs,
“Alright, I’ll go help with breakfast. Maybe we should put up a sign directing the guests to the 5th floor?”
“I’ll handle that. We will have to ration the food carefully; we don’t know how long we will need to make it last. Whatever you do, don’t show the guests where the food is locked up, and only bring out enough for us to have a small meal.”
“Right,” I nodded. “See you up there.”
I turned and headed up the stairs. I waited until I was out of earshot to ask,
“Ok, what was that about?”
Do not touch the water.
“Yes, I gathered that. Why?”
Because you belong to me. And I need you alive.
“What is the deal with that water, exactly?”
But only silence answered. He was done volunteering things for the moment, apparently. I sighed and continued up the stairs. Vincent was waiting for me on the fifth floor, hovering by the landing, looking down over the dark, gleaming surface of the new lake below.
“Have you ever seen anything like this before?” he asked as I reached the top of the stairs.
“Nope, this is a new one.”
“I wonder if this is what being on the Titanic felt like?” he mused. “Water rising, nowhere to go, just waiting for the end.”
“We aren’t on a ship, though.”
“No. Does that make it better, or worse?”
I shrugged and Vincent passed me a bagel,
“I figure we should eat the breads first; they’ll go moldy in this humidity. We can save the rice, potatoes, and canned goods for later.”
“Makes sense. Do we have a way to cook any of those things?”
“I looked around. Some of the rooms have fireplaces, I guess we can hang a pot over the fire, cook that way. But maybe all this will stop before we get to that point.”
“Maybe,” I wasn’t exactly feeling optimistic about it.
I helped Vincent lay out some fruit and soft breads on the hall table, so that when the guests awoke, they would have something to eat.
“What exactly are we going to tell them when they get here?” Vincent asked, putting out some bowls. “We can’t exactly say that the hotel is sinking and it’s all perfectly normal, can we?”
“What else is there to say?” I shrugged. “It’s some sort of flood. We don’t know any more than they do. It’s the truth, right?”
He considered that for a moment, then nodded.
“I suppose it is.”
A sudden commotion from downstairs drew us to the railing. The three guests were standing on the 2nd floor landing, looking down at the water, Manny was saying something I couldn’t quite hear, but the response was clear enough,
“What do you mean, underwater!” Steward shouted. “This hotel is on dry land. We specifically avoided anything near the ocean or any major body of water. Where did all this even come from?”
“We are located on a flood plain. It is possible that the dam broke upstream,” Manny explained calmly.
Dam, huh? That wasn’t a bad explanation.
“If that is true, where are the authorities, shouldn’t someone be here to evacuate us?”
“I am sure they will be here when they can. Until then, we just need to stay calm and safe. There is breakfast laid out on the 5th floor, please stay away from the water and we will relocate your rooms to the upper floors.”
The trio of men grumbled, but eventually they headed up the stairs. Vincent and I ducked back to our places. As they grabbed fruit from the table, Lesley scowled,
“I told you we should have left days ago. We could have moved to another hotel. Now we’re trapped here, in this dump.”
“Oh, relax, Les,” Jack chuckled. “We’ve been in worse scrapes before. This isn’t a big deal.”
“And if the water keeps rising?”
“I bet we could manage to make a passable raft, eh Stewart?”
Both men chuckled, sharing a private joke, but Lesley still looked anxious.
“I didn’t ever want to be out on the water again. We agreed.”
“Seriously, Les, just keep it together, alright? Let’s just eat something and find some way to kill time. I am sure the authorities will send a rescue crew and we’ll be out of here in no time.”
I opened the storage closet and felt my heart sink as I looked on the nearly empty room. We were down to only a couple of boxes of crackers and a few bottles of water. We had rationed the food carefully, but it had been over 2 weeks now, and we had almost exhausted our supply. I wasn’t looking forward to telling the others. Things had been getting tense. The power went out on the third day, and by now every cellphone we had was dead. Not that anyone could get a signal before that, anyway. The water had risen all the way to the fifth floor, so we were all trapped together on the top floor of the hotel, with nowhere else to go, if it rose any further. The guests had mostly given up hope for rescue, and the rest of us knew that was never a hope to begin with. So, now it looked like the six of us were just going to be trapped up here to starve, if we didn’t drown first. I covered my face with my hands.
“That bad, huh?”
“Vincent. No, it’s… it’s not…” what was the point in lying about it? “Yeah, it’s that bad. We are almost out of food, and the water has risen at least another foot since yesterday.”
“What are we going to do?”
“I have no idea. Let’s just get back to the group. We shouldn’t leave Manny alone, in case the guests come out of their rooms.”
“Right.”
We walked back to the central hallway together. As we entered the room, I saw Manny with his back to us, removing a soaked shirt. Even in the dim light, it was clear that his back was webbed with dozens of scars and cuts. Vincent cleared his throat and Manny hurriedly tugged on a dry shirt.
“I patched the hole in the roof,” he explained. “The rain should stop getting in from there, at least. And I brought down a full barrel of rainwater and replaced it with an empty one.”
“Thank you, Manny. At least the water from the sky is… normal. Because we are going to have to start drinking that water from time now on, I think.”
“And the food?” Manny asked.
“Some crackers, nothing more.”
“Well, I guess we will all need to tighten our belts, then.”
A moment of heavy silence passed between us, before a door burst open and Jack emerged.
“Where’s the food?” he barked. “We’re hungry and the table is bare.”
“Food’s gone,” Manny replied coolly. “There is water in the barrel, to take the edge off.”
“We can’t survive on only water.”
“We can, for another couple of weeks.”
“So that is your plan, to slowly starve to death?”
Manny shrugged but didn’t reply.
“Well, suit yourselves, I have a better plan.”
Jack turned on his heel and stormed out.
“What do you think they will do?” Vincent asked.
“He said already, didn’t he? Build a raft,” Manny replied.
“Maybe that isn’t a bad idea,” I offered. “We could help, try to get out of here?”
“Has attempting to leave ever worked?” Manny asked. “No, all we can do is hunker down until this resolves itself. And I don’t think going out on that water is a good idea.”
“Should we try to stop them, then?”
“No. If they are focused on building, it will keep them off our backs, for the time being. Let them do what they want.”
Vincent and I spent the next few days watching the three men lash together furniture using heavy objects as improvised hammers and strips of torn bed linens as ropes. They seemed to actually have some idea of what they were doing, and they quickly fell into a rhythm, with Stewart and Jack doing most of the planning and construction and Lesley being ordered to fetch supplies and carry heavy objects. He grumbled about it, but did what they told him. They mostly didn’t even notice we were there, as long as we made a show of occupying ourselves with some cleaning task or another. They never even bothered to ask why we were still cleaning and maintaining a flooded, sinking hotel all day. It was hard to tell if they just paid so little attention to us that they didn’t notice, or if they simply figured it was our way of coping with the situation. Occasionally, they would ask us for some material they needed but could not find, and we would help as much as we could, then they would go back to ignoring us. On the third day, when the raft was beginning to look seaworthy, Jack sat back on his heels, admiring their handiwork.
“Well, boys? What do you think? Will it float?”
Stewart rubbed his nose with his thumb,
“I think it’s as fine a vessel as we have ever crewed, captain.”
Jack laughed,
“And you thought we had left those days behind us for good, eh chief?”
“They are. But it looks like it will come in handy for us, one more time. Good luck, huh?”
“Good luck?” Lesley’s face turned dark; he had been increasingly dour over the last few days. “I don’t see the good luck in any of this. I think we are reaping our just reward.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, Les, this flood has nothing to do with us.”
“No? You think all this is normal, then? It’s been raining nonstop for weeks, the water keeps rising, no one has come looking for us. It’s like…” he hesitated before continuing. “It’s like we are alone in our own private hell. Just us and dark water everywhere. I don’t know how you aren’t thinking about it. I can’t stop. I see his face whenever I close my eyes. I see the dark puddle in the bottom of the lifeboat. Maybe this is what we deserve.”
Jack backhanded him across the face,
“Pull yourself together, swabbie. And don’t speak again until you’ve regained your composure,” he turned back to Stewart. “Now, we need to get this to the roof before we finish lashing it together, or it won’t fit. Then, we can either find a way to launch it, or we can wait until the water rises enough, what do you think, Mr. Stewart?”
“Well, captain, I say we rig up some ropes to lower it, because if we wait until the water is that high and anything goes wrong, we won’t have another chance.”
“Very good. Alright, Les, help us lift these pieces.”
The raft was relocated to the roof and the next 3 days were spent lashing it together and making the ropes strong enough to lower it the ever-dwindling distance into the dark water. When they were finally ready to launch, Vincent, Manny and I gathered on the roof to watch. I had to admit, I was really beginning to hope they succeeded, even if it didn’t seem likely. We were still rationing out the last few crackers, but three or four crackers a day did little to even take the edge off of the hunger, which gnawed on my guts like an animal. If this didn’t work, I wasn’t sure what was going to happen. I looked over at Manny, his face grim and starting to look a little gaunt. As he turned to face me, I saw blood coating his neck and seeping into his shirt collar from a cut near his ear.
“You’re bleeding.”
He reached up and touched his neck, bringing his hand aways stained crimson,
“Shaving cut,” he offered, wiping it off absently with his hand.
I raised an eyebrow, but let it go. I had noticed Manny with little cuts or scars before, but he was always doing landscaping work or maintenance, so small cuts and injuries didn’t seem unusual. But suddenly, in such close quarters and confined indoors, it was apparent that he seemed to injure himself more than I would expect.
Curious, isn’t it? Al asked, speaking up for the first time in sometime.
“You have something to tell me?” I mumbled under my breath.
No, just noting that there is power in blood. I wonder what he uses it for?
Power, huh? That was probably worth thinking about. Later. For now, my attention was drawn to the makeshift ropes lowering the raft into the water. The raft settled into the water with barely a ripple, the liquid was entirely too thick and seemed to stick to the wood like oil, and the sound when it hit was less a splash and more of a splat. The three men looked at each other, confusion and concern on their faces.
“That doesn’t much seem like normal water, Cap’n,” Lesley noted.
“Probably lots of mud and silt mixed in, it’s nothing,” Jack waved away the concern. “Get down there and then you can help us down.”
Lesley shook his head, mutely.
“Fine, Stewart?”
The other man didn’t look happy about it, but he nodded apprehensively and moved to the edge of the roof and clambered down onto the raft. As it bucked and shifted under his weight, he lay down, waiting for it to stabilize, but instead, the rolling and pitching seemed to increase. Then, from the water under the boat came dozens of pale human hands. They were terribly bloated and marbled with green and grey. Corpse hands. Stewart looked down, terror written plainly on his face.
“No! It wasn’t my fault. I didn’t cause it,” he shouted at the corpses looming under him in the dark water. “You want the captain, not me!”
If that was meant to mollify them, it didn’t work. The hands gripped the wood and pulled, capsizing the raft and pitching Stewart into the water. He screamed as he hit the surface. Not just from fear, but pain. He tried clinging to flipped raft, but hands wrapped around his torso, trying to pull him into the dark. I could swear I heard whispers rising from the surface: Join us.
“Help me, please!” he cried.
He was too far down to reach from the roof, but maybe there was another way.
“Hurry, if we can get to the windows on the 5th floor, we can pull him in,” I shouted.
Vincent nodded and we ran down the stairs, searching for the room closest to him in the water. The screaming helped. When we dragged him inside, he was covered in scratches and bites from teeth that looked very human, some very deep and freely bleeding. His skin was stained from the dark water. The hands continued to reach for him, so I slammed the window shut, leaving them to paw at the glass, just as Manny burst into the room, followed by the other two guests. Seeing the seriousness of his injuries, Manny moved closer, kneeling next to me.
“Some of these are very deep. We need to get pressure on the wounds. Go grab some towels,” he instructed Stewart’s companions.
He inspected the bites and scratches more closely,
“Lucy, this bite is on an artery, press down on it hard, or he will bleed out. Vincent, go get some soap and water, we will have to clean this as best we can, under the circumstances.”
Vincent rose and Manny and I were left alone with Stewart, who seemed to have passed out.
“You seem to know what you are doing,” I noted, pressing down on the bleeding wound.
“I… I was a doctor, once,” he didn’t meet my eyes when he said it.
“Wow.”
“It was a long time ago. Another life.”
“Why didn’t you ever…” I was interrupted when Stewart’s eyes snapped open.
“I need a priest,” Stewart grabbed Manny’s collar, his eyes fevered and unfocused. “I need to confess my sins, before I die.”
“You aren’t going to…”
“We killed him,” he pressed on, oblivious to my objections. “Alan Ross.”
“The billionaire?” I blurted, surprised. “But he died in a… shipwreck…”
I fell silent. I remembered the news stories; Ross had been on a luxury yacht on the way to the Cayman Islands when it wrecked in a storm. The entire crew was lost, except for the captain, the chief mate, and a single deckhand, who had survived in a lifeboat. Ross was in the lifeboat as well, but he had already drowned, before they were able to drag him on board. They had drifted for over two weeks, with his corpse, before they were found and rescued. It had been a major news story, about a decade ago.
“It wasn’t like the news reported,” Stewart gasped. “When the yacht started taking on water, we should have stayed and helped to organize the evacuation of the crew. But Ross wanted to leave right away. He offered us money if we took just him and abandoned the others. We agreed, the captain and I. Lesley was just a deckhand, but he saw us leaving and followed. We quietly launched a lifeboat and fled, leaving the others to their fates.”
“How did Ross die?” I asked.
“He had a bag with him. It was so heavy he could hardly carry it. When he put it in the boat, it fell open and it was filled with diamonds. He was taking them to the Caymans. When we saw that, we… well, we decided. If he didn’t survive the shipwreck, if the diamonds were never found, who would know? We drowned him and hid the diamonds. When we were rescued, we waited awhile, then we sold them, made millions. But it wasn’t worth it… it wasn’t worth this. The guilt…”
He slumped to the ground. Manny met my eyes over the body,
“I think we lost him.”
As I looked up from the body, I saw Jack and Lesley standing there in the doorway, towels in their hands. There was an ugly look on Jack’s face.
“I wish he hadn’t told you that.”
“Told us what? He was raving, delusional,” I attempted.
“We were standing right here,” he replied.
I swallowed hard. Jack advanced into the room, holding a broken table leg like a club.
“We’ve kept this secret all these years, it isn’t getting out now.”
“We won’t tell anyone,” I protested.
“That isn’t a chance I am willing to take. Besides, with the food supply exhausted, it was always going to come to this, eventually. Might as well get it over with.”
“What are you doing?” I heard Vincent call from the doorway.
“Lesley, take care of him, will you?” Jack continued to advance on us.
“Please Jack, hasn’t there been enough death?” Lesley protested.
“Don’t act all innocent, you agreed to this, just like the rest of us. In for a penny, in for a pound, my friend.”
I glanced around for a weapon. Between the three of us, we should be able to take him, but I didn’t much like the look in Jack’s eyes. Manny had stood, backing slowly away as Jack advanced. Then the captain took a swing at him, Manny jumped to the side and the makeshift bat shattered the window behind him. Jack’s expression turned to one of horror as a pair of pale hands gripped the doorframe and a body began heaving itself through the open window. The broken glass sliced its bloated flesh to ribbons, but it didn’t halt the creature’s ingress. Dark, thick liquid that smelled of death oozed from its wounds.
“Alan!” Jack exclaimed, backing away swinging his bat at the creature.
“You owe me,” it gurgled.
We all backed out into the hall, but the creature advanced, slowly, leaving a trail of black liquid on the carpet as it walked.
“Is it money you want? I can get you your money back, your diamonds,” Jack offered.
“What use do I have for money?” it wheezed. “You owe me a life.”
Jack hit the body with his club, but it didn’t slow its progress. He screamed as it reached out a hand and closed it around his throat. Jack was lifted off his feet and the creature carried him to the stairs and plunged him into the dark water. At first, he flailed and fought, but a dozen hands rose from the water, gripping every part of his body. When he was completely immobilized, the corpse released him, letting him be dragged down into the depths. Then, it turned,
“Now,” it spoke to Lesley. “Will you fight, or come willingly?”
Lesley was trembling so hard he could barely stand,
“Please, I’m sorry, I beg you, spare me.”
The creature’s lips curled into a grotesque smile,
“Do you regret what you did to me?”
“I do, I do. I never should have agreed with their plan. Please, have mercy.”
“Did you have mercy on me, when I begged?”
Lesley shook his head.
“Then accept your fate.”
“What… what do you want me to do?”
“Walk into the water. Give your life willingly. Perhaps they will spare you, if you do,” the creature laughed, dark liquid bubbling from its mouth.
Lesley nodded haltingly and began to walk towards the stairs, stepping into the water, he walked down until he was submerged up to his waist. Then, the hands wrapped around his arms and torso and abruptly dragged him under. For a long moment, it seemed like he was gone, the same as Jack, but a moment later, he was thrown back onto the landing. Lesley raised his eyes, now as black as the water, and the creature smiled again, a tooth falling from its mouth as it did.
“Very good,” it burbled. “You have been baptized and born again into a new life.”
Lesley nodded, a serene smile on his face. Without a word, he rose and walked back into the room we had vacated only a moment before. Outside the window, the raft had been righted and floated serenely on the water. He looked down at Stewart’s body, then picked it up and draped it over his shoulder. Glancing back at the three of us, he winked,
“A snack for the journey.”
Then, he stepped out of the window onto the raft and drifted away.
“Don’t suppose any of you would care to join him?” the corpse of Alan Ross inquired. “Be born anew in the cleansing water?”
We all shook our heads silently.
“Oh well, another time, then.”
And with that, the corpse walked into the water and disappeared.
That night, our usual meals appeared in our rooms, and by the next morning, the water had receded, as if it had never been there. The electricity came back on, and the rain stopped. I was finally able to charge my phone and post this account. I tried asking Manny for more information about his time as a doctor but is as reticent as ever. I will keep trying, though, because Vincent and Al are right about one thing, there is something suspicious about how much he knows that he shouldn’t. But, that is a problem for another day, after all there is no need to rush, we aren’t going anywhere.
Until next time,
Lucy

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