*Nathaniel*
I hate this feeling. I remember it so clearly, even after all of this time. I hate feeling like what I am – a vampire. I was able to slip from the moral, human persona I strived for every day into what I used to be with an alarming speed.
In some parts of me, I am ashamed to say I missed it. The power of being what I am surges through my body. The speed is unlike anything a human could achieve. The sights and smells are enhanced to the hundredth degree, allowing me to practically pick up every minute detail all around me.
I can hear the smallest insect crawling through debris and pick up the faintest whiff of the couple mixing it up in a car three days ago. All of these things would be boons to my profession except for the one, glaring element.
The thirst.
Any element
