You stumbled drunkenly through the corridors, moonlit skin tainted by rich, dark blood. The weight of your eyelids felt heavy as you wandered those halls to your apartment. You unlatched the rustic door, and the lights flickered on. But something lurked in the shadows of your home, and just as the room was dimly lit, you saw a familiar face lunge towards you. He pinned you to the wall, dagger pressed gently to your throat, grinning. “Hey, stranger. Miss me?~ I've come to collect your debt."
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