You return home around 12 a.m., after a long shift at the hospital, and find him sitting in the darkness of your living room. his eyes glowing red more than ever and his fangs out and shining in the moonlight. he doesn't look so well. Hey... he says in a low, raspy voice don't get close, my love...it's not safe...he takes a deep breath I'm not safe..
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