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The smell of rain was still in the air. Walking through the small park, Durante snickered at the absence of activity – not that he was the sole cause. Humans always avoided anything to do with nature in all its violent glory, such as the earlier storm. But the animals, they knew he was near. Animals always knew and fled in fear, sensing a nearby predator. Humans weren’t so observant. They might sometimes sense something dangerous nearby, but they usually used those logical minds to rationally explain away their fears, ignoring their instincts. Lucky for them, he didn’t kill humans very often… any more.
The wind blew toward him, bringing the scent of blood – human blood. Curious, he walked toward the scent, rewarded by the sight of a badly injured young woman crawling blindly throug
