Nuclear Jellyfish

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Police held back a growing crowd of the curious in a hotel hallway. Forensic techs came and went with boxes and clear, sealed bags.

Inside the room, the hotel manager stood next to a homicide detective. Behind them, medical examiners peeled cardboard off a pair of hardened foam blocks encasing the victims’ heads.

The manager turned and looked across the room at a uniformed officer taking a statement from the hysterical maid who’d discovered the scene.

“She’s pretty hot,” said the detective. “Is that the one you were close to nailing?”

The manager sighed. “Speaks perfect English.”

The detective placed a consoling hand on the manager’s shoulder, and they both looked back at the wall, where someone had written in thick Magic Marker: NOOKIE.

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