Prologue

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She didn't know how long she'd been walking in the woods. It never seemed to get any less woody. She started feeling tired and wondered if she was just running in circles. But she didn't give up. The memory of Leah feeding triggered a renewed will to leave the place. She continued but stopped when she heard a flutter, or at least, it sounded like a flutter. She dismissed it as some night bird, probably an owl, and carried on. But she was growing uneasy.

She started running as the fluttering got nearer. She didn't know how fast she was running or how crazy her movements were getting, she just had to get out of here alive. Suddenly, she fell down again, hitting her head hard on the trunk of a tree. The pain was terrific. Her whole body hurt.

Then she heard heavy footsteps coming to her direction. She froze and listened. It came closer. No time to get up and make a run for it. She wished she could disappear from where she lay. Who was it? Some monster? Or worse, was it Leah who came after me to suck me dry? She shuddered violently, she couldn't even move from where she lay. I'm not ready to die yet. At least not this way.

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