Alma scratched his chin in thought. There were so many thing that she could do, now that she was free. But, there was one thing that really stuck out to him that she mentioned earlier. They had to do that first. He looked at her and smiled.<br/>"So, what was that you said about chocolate?" he asked.<br/><br/>Jeckyl stood on his knees banging his fists against the glass tank.<br/>"No! No! No!" he chanted. One of the guards awoke. Jeckyl went over to him and held him against the wall with abnormal strength.<br/>"You let this happen! This is all your fault!" he yelled. Then he set the guard down and began to cry. "I'm sorry..." He held his head in his hands. The guard went to put his hand on his shoulder, but Jeckyl glared at him. "Don't touch me." he said. He stood and motioned to the other guard. "Wake up your friend and get the other guards. We're going on a hunt."