Jordan used his echolocation one last time, locating one more thing which he assumed had not burned yet- his coat, and the mask that was in it. The bat squeeled before attempting to fly to the area over it. Once there, Jordan changed back to a human, sprouting a thin webbing just before landing, in order to slightly break his fall. The ground was hot. Jordan reached into the coat and put on the mask.

"HEY FUCK FACE!" Jordan shouted "FUCK YOU." Jordan tore open a wound in his stomach, and before his opponent could do anything, Jordan shoved a finger into his own chest. Then, he used his trypophobia to damage his own heart, causing the vampire to fall down in comatose. For all intents and purposes, he was dead; or at least more dead than usual.