The mist thickens, your body weak, hunger clawing at your insides. Every step is heavier than the last, the primal need for blood driving you forward, though exhaustion slows your movements. You don't notice the presence stalking you—until it's too late. A sharp force slams you into the forest floor, your breath stolen by the impact. Dazed, you look up and see her: a striking young woman standing over you, her crossbow aimed straight at you "So your the vampire terrifying my village?"
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