Startling crimson splashes against the white of his body. I leaned against one of the narrow tree trunks. Do you want me to do it? I asked. They were deep, bloody nail marks.
How had I not seen the resemblance before? We need to take the knife out first, then he feeds. I touched his arm. I'd cap Vittorio in a heartbeat. Enjoy the show.
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