With a dull creak, you are presented with the origin of such wet sounds; you see the shark laying back on the wall opposite to the door, legs to his sides, as he shoves a rather unwilling human into his form. You assume that that's the one you saw bulging out from his jeans before, but for some reason, you hadn't paid much attention to it until now. The shark looks visibly upset that you've opened the door, but there isn't much he can do about it that wouldn't risk the human deep inside his bowels to escape. His groaning is in sync with the bulge thrashing about in his abdomen as he greedily pulls in his hips and legs, and though you could stare at the act all that you want, it suddenly dawns on you that he's restrained for the time being, and that he wouldn't run quite fast with half a person thrashing in his backside. You look towards the hotel key ring, which has three keys, so you'd have to try all of them, but you could always try to close the door on him and try one of them. Since there are three keys, one could be for the closet, another one for the bathroom, and a third one for the entrance. You'd have to be lucky.
You haven't looked at anything else than that key for at least twenty seconds, so the shark is well aware of your plans, shoving greedily the creature into his anus, which seemed to stretch quite a lot. He seemed to be good at it, reducing in under a few minutes a living, struggling soul into a squirming bulge in his lower abdomen.
The shark hasn't muttered a word, he's pretty bent on dealing with the prey between his legs, but he does keep an eye on you every once in a while. You supposed you could wait until he's dealt with the problem, or help him, for that matter. That'd build trust in him, which in change, could keep you alive, but escaping might have the same outcome.
