Drop of Death

Drop of Death

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Monsters are real. They hunt you at night and they dream of consuming you during the day. You can’t hide from them, you can’t run fast enough and you can’t over power them. Loyalty is a foreign concept to them. Working for the highest bidder, monsters exist because no one has enough evidence to accuse them. You will never know what they are until it’s too late, until your blood is almost gone and your eyes are growing dark. Your blood is what energizes them and you are the one who unknowingly seeks them out. How do I know this? Because I am the monster.
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Let me tell you right now, I'm not normal. Normal people sleep in a bed at night, I don't. Normal people don't kill others at night, I do. Normal people don't have an alternative side that causes murder and chaos while I slumber, well I do. Normal people don't constantly live in fear of the government searching for them, I do! Normal people aren't wanted by hundreds because of what they can do, I am! Normal people aren't me, I am..... ~~~~~~~~~~ Completed Story

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