Wolfsbane

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I stumbled along the road, each step sending a shooting pain through my body. I collapsed in front of an abandoned building. The sound of gunshot rang in my ears and tall blond woman strutted towards me. She bent down, and brushed hair out of my face. I took another shaky breath. Her hands smelled like wolfsbane. My eyes glowed that vibrant blue, then I blacked out completely.

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