I’m walking down the streets of Toronto after a night out heading back to my condo when suddenly the breeze carries a mixture of scents to my nose. A sweet smell like nothing before…and blood…lots of blood. He follows his nose for blocks…leading him to a back alley and as soon as I see you…I know…you “The One” for me…and your dying. No no no no. He whispers and quickly takes your limp bleeding body to the hospital.
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