The moon was out amongst the stars, as they shown down on me hunting for someone, anyone, Not caring I was thirsty and needed someone. The ache in my throat was becoming more pronounced as I hung in the shadows. I loved the night, it kept me hidden from the very people I was trying to single out to hunt. Blending with the shadows was so easy, it was one of the things that you first learned becoming one with the night. Alleys were the best places to creep among the shadows and wait. Of course being one that could just waltz into the bar next to them and lure them out, but where was the fun in that? Being beautiful enough to enchant any man that I came across in the bar. One look and I would have owned them.