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So there she stood, alone, confused, and most of all thirsty. She had no idea how to quench this undying thirst, she tried water, milk, soda.. Nothing worked. It seemed to make it worse... Then it happened, she heard light foot steps just down the road, and immediately all her senses seemed to perk up. She could hear the mans heartbeat, feel his blood pulsing through his veins. 'how?' she thought, caught completely off guard by the intensity of her multiple sensations she felt from the way his pulse made his blood flow just under the skin at his neck. She felt compelled to break that skin and steal the life from him, she tried to resist but the feeling overwhelmed her, made her do it. It happened quick and soon she was hovering over a lifeless body of a semi attractive man. As she looked at him, she thought she would feel some sort of remorse for the innocent man she just so brutally murdered, but all she felt was relief. Relief from the burning that choked her making it hard to beneath, to think, to see.
She felt better, stronger. As she stood she looked around realizing she couldn't just leave him here. Without even looking she somehow knew were to bring him and just what to do. She lifted the lifeless body and carried him to a dumpster down a nearby ally. As she dropped him in she remembered the book of matches she had in her pocket from earlier in the night. She smiled and lit the book of matches, all of them and tossed then onto a news paper that lay beside the man in the dumpster. Soon there was a small fire consuming the contents, including the body.
She walked away, slowly and calmly, like nothing had happened. As she did she thought of the night and what had happened. Everything was fuzzy she couldn't quiet remember how she had come to be, where and what she was. She remembered a few guys at a club, she left with them, next thing she knew she was awake stumbling around the streets of down town Boston.
She thought maybe they had drugged her but now had realized what had happened, remembered the sharpness of his fangs that so casually pierced her skin, the burning of the venom and the blood leaving her body. She remembered mumbling of sorts, saying she was dead and they needed to leave, tho they were wrong she hadn't been dead. Somehow she knew they were careless an had most likely unknowingly changed hundreds of unsuspecting humans, like she had been. She smirked and at that moment decided she would find them and teach them a nasty lesson in desposing of their food properly.

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