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tourist types all munching Dolphin Dogs and slurping

Whale Shakes, stopping only when they got to the main aisle.

"When I poke the bastard, he'll let out a high-frequency yelp that will get the
rest of them running up here. That's when we make our move. Those two
Bottlenoses down by the exit are guarding something, and that's where we're
going."

"Go with your feelings," said Dr. Cutler.

Herman tugged him down the aisle two rows, and then stopped. The Bottlenose was
just the second seat in. Herman stared just a moment at his large snout and at
the watery eye on the right side of his face. The Bottlenose didn't see him, but
appeared to be totally mesmerized by Curly squirting a seltzer bottle at a coed
in a bikini.

Herman lunged forward.

He drove the mechanical pencil into the Bottlenose's back, ramming it in until
only the worn-out little eraser at the tip was poking out. He then shoved the
dolphin forward into the row of seats just in front of it, starting a chain
reaction. He knew that no one could quite see the Bottlenose, wouldn't know what
had just struck them from behind, but that wouldn't stop them from flying
face-first into the row in front of them.

The crowd screamed.

Dozens of people fell down the stadium, bouncing from bench to bench, gathering
momentum, sucking up unwary victims, behaving just like a growing snowball
heading down a ski run. Those not bouncing face-first down the stadium benches
jumped up from their seats, streamed into the center aisles and started to move
toward the exits.

"Move it!" screamed Herman as he saw the two Bottlenoses guarding the exit begin
to waddle up into the bleachers toward all the commotion. He tugged Dr. Cutler
toward the exit.

"Just because you're moving doesn't mean you're getting anyplace," sam Dr.
Cutler.

"Shut up!" screamed Herman as he jerked Dr. Cutler down the stairs.

"Over here," said Herman, who shoved Dr. Cutler into a corner, out of range of
the surveillance camera mounted above the steel door which had a security keypad
mounted in it. The building that this door was sunk into had been behind the
dolphin tank. "We got to get past that door," said Herman. "It makes no damn
sense to have a high-security door like that at Aqualand. There's something
wrong going on behind that door."