"Get back!" Lance shouted at the group of strangers. There were five of them, standing a few meters away in the shadows. The strangers ignored his command and ran at him at a blinding speed. They all were biting his limbs, through his clothes. Lance was squirming and screaming. Sharp fangs bit into his neck, causing him to cry out in even more pain. He could feel himself losing blood, and black dots filled his vision. Lance passed up and fell limp. The strangers kept feasting until they were satisfied and ran away. (COVER ART NOT BY ME)
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