No, I can't do it. The people at the hideout are happy and don't live in fear, if I come, I will run it all. I'm not happy and I live in fear. I don't want to be the one to ruin things for the hideout people. I always ruin things. Like I have ruined my own life.
I wander empty street after empty street. My neck is in agony, as if it was freshly bitten. I feel a rush of anger and heat rush over me. Blood lust. I think to myself when the last time I had blood was. A day ago. Too long. I feel my eyes go from dark scarlet to deep blood red. An evil grin crawls across my face, showing of my to pointed fangs. It's too late to go back. I don't care. What more do I have to lose?
People around me stare. Mother's holding their children close and rushing them away. People scrambling to get away from me. I have never had blood lust before but apparently it is common. I shut my dark eyes and in the blackness of my vision I hear someone yelling. It's Joe's voice. He is calling to me to stop. I open my eyes in a flash and stare round. I don't care what he thinks. It's not like I'm gonna see him again. I turn round. I can't see anyone. They must have gotten away. Curses. This is only going to get worse. I jump up a good five feet. If I want to stop this there is two ways. Report myself and probably accident kill inoccent or go for a hunt and get reported yet satisfy my lust. It's a rough choice I am going to have to make.
I hear quiet footsteps. I turn in a flash to see officers surroibdig me. It's too late. I have been found. I scan around for people who may have reported me. A crowd grows and in that crowd I see the face if the person I knew did it. Kevin Groa. Behind him is another face. One I want to see. Joe.
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