When Shawn barged into the room I froze. What do I tell him? What would I say is my reason for drinking blood? I don't even know why I am drinking blood. I am in deep s**t.
“Sab? Why are you drinking blood?” he asks again, the look of horror evident in his face.
“It's not blood you dumbo” I argue back, trying to think of what to say.
“What do you mean it's not blood? I can literally smell it, and who the f**k is he? How did you get in here?” Shawn yells, making me flinch a little.
I feel wind waft through my face, I quickly turn to look at Hypatios, but he is not there. I feel the wind again, still I can't find him.
“How is he doing that?” Shawn asks, almost peeing in his pants.
He snatches the bag of blood from my hands then smiles creepily. How did he get here so fast?
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