I am normal. All things considered. I am still a girl- a girl who is constantly hunted down by the world. My mother ran away and abandoned us. My father killed himself and my brother is missing. The world has been turned upside down, reality is people being turned into unspeakable horrors and normal is just a fluid concept depending on your perspective. I can smell your fear, amplify it, relish in it, manipulate it, and seduce you into doing my bidding. I can kill you with just the slash of my hands, my saliva can either be your salvation or your doom. I feed on blood and meat alone... and I'm constantly hungry. I am normal. My name is Valentine.