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"We have to get out of here. We're going to be caught otherwise"
The body in front of me cowering in the corner.
"Let me deal with this one first." I hissed in anger. "If it wasn't for you we would have succeeded."
Turning back to the cowering body, I walked towards them.
"N....No, no please don't" they begged. "I'll give you anything you want. Just please let me go."
Chuckling, I knelt down beside them. My finger running down their neck. My nail leaving a small scratch; barely visible to the human eye.
Stopping. I could feel the pulse radiating throughout my body. Driving my hunger insane.
"Hmmmmm. Strong, healthy pulse." I sniggered. "Oh don't worry, this won't hurt a bit. Only if you don't struggle my love".
Tilting the head, I could see the pulse beating from under their pale warm skin. My teeth transforming into my most prized possession.
I could see the horror of my prey as I sunk my fangs into their neck. Draining every last drop of blood. The warm fluid I craved, filling my starvation.
The body became limp and the heartbeat stopped.
Wiping my mouth, I fled the house after hearing commotion outside.
My hunger filled for a few days. Weeks even.
Nothing can beat the taste of blood.
Human blood.
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