Prologue

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Many years ago, I thought that every decision you made came with an equal consequence. That still holds true today, but I had forgotten about the true weight of that statement for those many years. I never really made too serious decisions, and if I had, every outcome was alright.

Little did I know, this decision would be the end of me.

As I looked in the mirror, it represented that no one was behind me, but I felt Michael's hands slip around my waist. "Babe, don't be afraid," he whispered. "I'm just showing you the real me." I looked down at his arms. "This can't be real," I whispered. "You're not what you say you are.. Right?" He chuckled and shook his head. "No, I am. So are all my friends. But don't worry, we don't want your body," he said, putting his head on my shoulder, whispering in my ear.

"We only want your blood."

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