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    I walked over to the single door “let’s see what we have here”. I opened it to see what lay within. I looked to Grey rather impressed by him spotting the body stash spot, and said, “good call” it had mop buckets with mops and two more bodies. “I have had lots of experience cleaning up after a hunt, not many inhumane go poof when they pass. Humans can’t handle the knowledge that there is more out there than just humans. So I say let’s get this over with”.

    I grabbed a couple of mops and a fresh looking bucket out of the closet then walked over to the large bloody man, set the bucket down and put the mopes in the bucket.

    I nodded to Grey then said, “I will grab his feet and you his arms. This guy looks a bit heavy for just one person to move”.

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    After shutting the closet door, Grey had to sit down for a minute for his heart rate to lower. "I... am not a very strong person," he admitted. "I just have jacked up adrenaline that kicks in."

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    Wiping the sweat from my forehead I nodded to Grey. A little out of breath. I said. “I am with you there. Don’t we have people to do this?”. I half smiled shaking my head.

    Then the rude maid came back in the room. She was staring at me with stone cold yellow eyes. She placed her hands on her hips. Then coldly said, “I never thought I would be working for the hunter who killed me”.

    I was caught off guard with her statement. But it had to be true, as I had put down more in-humans than I could remember. Unarmed, I am facing a daemon with nothing. That is all I could think. I said to her “You don’t want to get fried by your new boss do you? You might want to change that tone, missy”.

    I was hoping to bluff my way out of this. But, I knew she knew the rulers here better than I did. Her claws came out and the smile that came to her lips was not, love for my old job. I was in trouble. I looked over to Grey, and said. “Lucifer said we had to up our game. Think he had this in mind?”

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    "Do we /really/ want to make another mess to clean up?" Grey attempted to reason with the daemon. "We're all here for redemption or some crap, right? Can't we at least calm down? Act like civil adults? Put the past behind us? Start over? Other such cliches? At least let me ease in to this job, geeze."

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    Looking to the maid then back to Grey I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror over the bar. I felt a bit caught off guard with my reflection. My eyes were almost black, the purple color was so dark, lips blood red and my forehead just looked odd to me. Looking down to my hands, my nails were just wicked.

    The maid looked at me, then to Grey nodded as she backed up. “You are right Master Gray, my apologize. I am needed in another room”. Then she turned and walked away closing the door as she left the room.

    As I now felt calmer my eyes, forehead and hands hurt for a moment. I looked back to the mirror to see the normal me. I breathed a sigh of relief. Then I looked to Grey and said, “You handled that very well”. To get my mind off of what just happened. I came up with a thought, I just had to voice, “how about we take a look at your new office?”

    My thoughts were motivated by curiosity but I also didn’t want to be out in the middle of a large room were many people offen gathered. I was feeling a little exposed and vulnerable. I asked myself, ‘Wonder how many people here know who I was ‘.

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    Grey was relieved that he wouldn't have to get in the middle of a fight just yet. He could sense similar relief from Trish, knowing she was uncomfortable with her new form.

    "Office, right..." He was just as curious as Trish was about what was inside.

    Entering the office, Grey found it to his liking. Ironically, the overall color was grey. There were dull browns and greens mixed in with bits of black and white. The furniture was old, but the office had a modern look to it. On the desk was a binder, a few files, and a metal box. Behind it, up on the wall, hung what looked like a rifle.

    "Huh," said Grey, a little thrown off by the gun.

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    Looking around the room and feeling much better about, not being out in the open. I spotted the rifle and smiled. The office did have a good feel to it. Unlike her office with its basic hotel style from the 80’s. There was a door in the back corner of the room that had the same wall color on its front. The only real given away was the door handle.

    I knew this was not my office but the curiosity was so strong. All my senses and emotions seemed a bit intensified. Handling them was becoming a little harder than I even wanted to admit to myself.

    I opened the door, what I saw was fascinating to me. I said to Grey as I stepped inside was “come look at this.” The area was well constructed a bit more modern than expected. Even had what look like a metal weapons cabinet or some kind of storage cabinet. But that part was not what caught my eye. All I could focus on was the very last jail cell. A man inside of it.

    I wasn’t 100% sure from the little photo from the files I had seen before. So I asked Grey “is that the man who brought you here?” I didn’t go past the desk in front of the door because I could smell this person and I liked it. I was feeling very aggressive, almost angry. I turned around looking out of the room focusing on Grey to calm my new urges for violence down. This was all new to me.

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    "Yeah, that's him," said Grey. He didn't quite get what Scott was here for. Sure, Scott had kidnapped him, but Grey held no ill will towards the man. Whether or not it was just Stockholm syndrome was hard to say. They were already in this hotel though. What had Scott done to warrant further imprisonment?

    As Grey and Trish approached his cell, Scott looked up. "Heeeeey..." he said awkwardly, looking at Grey.

    "I... still don't quite get how this place is run," said Grey to no one in particular. "Why are you in here?" he asked.

    "What do you mean?" said Scott, raising an eyebrow. "I kidnapped you."

    Grey thought about this. "So someone dragged you back here, saying it's because you kidnapped me?"

    "...They didn't actually say why, now that I think about it," he said, shrugging.

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    Looking to them both and very grateful the man was in that sell. He smelled very good to me. I had an idea why the man might be in there. I also had a better idea of what it was like for, in-humans dealing with humans. But no idea why Scott was brought here to the hotel in the first place.

    So I stated by asking a question “If I may ask, Scott. Are you human? I mean not something more than just human?” I remembered Grey talking about, 'making a deals with demons?' I assumed that is what lead him to Grey. So I continued and asked, “Did you make a deal with a devil?” I was unsure of what kind of reaction I was going to get as these were kind of personal questions.

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    "I have relatives, so I could have some recessive genes, but other than that, as far as I know, I'm human," said Scott. "I have discussed a contract with the Devil Casper, but I have yet to make the actual deal."

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    I gently took Grey by the arm, then moved us away from Scott’s cell. Just out of hearing distance and whispered, “Grey we have a very big problem here”. I looked back at Scott for a moment then whispered again, “I don’t know just how, ticked off, this Caspar and Lucifer are at this guy. But I know this. Sending a human here is the worst fate a human could face”.

    My mind was going faster than my words could be formed, I continued to whisper, not wanting Scott to hear me, “I think feeding off a human is gross. But my instincts right now are to drink this guy dry. We have guests here who love feeding off a humans and who knows when the last time they got their hands on one. Having a human here is like a having a 100 starving children in the middle of a candy store and saying don’t touch”. I took a long slow breath to calm myself.

    Still thinking of the demon I happened to kill being here ticked off at me and the fact that we have a human to guard or feed to the guests’ night after night. Confused and now a bit hungry I said, “If this guy lies to us his fate is his own. We can’t help him can we?”.

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    Grey shook his head slightly, sighing. "I don't know..." He glanced back at Scott, who raised a hand as if to say, 'yup. Still here.' "They didn't exactly just throw him to the wolves..." Grey looked around the room, searching. "These locks use key cards... I'd assume these cells were actually made strong enough to use here."

    He retreated back to the office, Trish following him and shutting the door. "How many people actually know he's back here and that he's human? Hopefully only us, Lucifer, and maybe whoever put him back here." He tried to think things through. "Why is he here? Was it coincidence that I was with him when we got here, or is there something specifically about him? If we see Lucifer again, we should ask."

    He sat down at his new desk, pulling open drawers, looking for something.

    He stopped when a thought struck him. "Where does the food come from? Is it delivered? Does it magically appear? Where is it from?" He stood up. "Let's find the kitchen."

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    Following Grey out to the dining hall. A good place to start looking. I pointed at the two stainless steel doors at the end of the bar. Then said “There are the doors that I have seen the servers use to come and go with trays of food”.

    Heading for them I stopped at the bar and grabbed that dark red bottle I had become so found of and downed some of that thick red drink. “Sorry had to grab a drink. That guy was really getting to me”. Looking at the doors and thinking about the maid from earlier. I said to Grey, “maybe you should go in first”. I placed the bottle back on the bar.

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    Grey watched her put the bottle down. "We both know that's blood, right?" He wasn't sure if it was obvious or not to the newly turned vampire. She more than likely knew, but just in case, he supposed someone ought to tell her.

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    I looked to Grey and smiled, “I wish to be in denial. This bottle came from the bar and the hotel got it from somewhere. It doesn’t help to know where or who the bottle came from.”. I knew Grey didn’t believe this any more than I did. But it was all I could handle at the moment.

    I was grateful that the only human around was out of my reach and I had time to learn to control my new condition. Then I had a thought. “Grey we need to feed our problem. Should we use the need for a snack as an excuse for our time exploring the kitchen?”

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    Grey supposed it was all reasonable enough. "Works for me," he shrugged, turning back to the kitchen doors.

    He pushed them open, to reveal a perfectly normal looking, bustling hotel kitchen.

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    The staff of the kitchen quickly notice us. We stood out as the cooks had there long white coats. The others in their neat uniforms. A few cold stairs came my way but Grey seemed welcomed. One of the male staff approached us, asking “Can I help you?”

    I looked to Grey then to the staff member. “Am looking for a snack and believe Master Grey here, could use something to eat also”.

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    "Lunch is nearly ready," said the man. "If you're willing to wait just a little longer, it will be brought out soon. And not to worry, master Grey, we know fully of your... 'requirements'."

    "Where are you getting that, by the way?" Asked Grey casually. He knew she would, but Grey hoped Trish wouldn't ask. It was likely about to be given away anyway. She'd have found out sooner or later that he was a cannibal. He hated everything about it, but like a vampire drinking blood, it's just the way it was.

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    The man stood tall and in a very proud tone, he began to tell his story. “I have not introduced myself. Master Grey, I am Buchner, MasterChef. I handle, proved and created the finest meals for very unique pallets. All of this done without one human being aware of our needs. My suppliers are the finest, hospitals, plastic surgeon, abortion centers, funeral establishments worldwide, and many other establishments. Everything crosses throw the vale and we pick up weekly shipments. As with all things we are programmed to receive”.

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    "Huh..." said Grey. "Well that solves that mystery. I can respect that." He looked back at Trish and to fill in, said, "I guess I can wait. What about you?"

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