Vital Instinct
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Last published Fri, Aug 9, 2013
She looked at him directly in the eyes for a fraction of a second, before slitting his throat open. She stumbled backwards, still trying to understand what she was becoming.
She looked to her right. Vinn was smiling.
"Before, it may have not mattered," he said, "but here? Instinct it vital."
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