I walked along the cobble stone sidewalk, shuffling the fallen leaves with every step I took. Darkness was lurking in every corner of these narrow passages.
It was already past midnight and my stomach was growling so much. It was too late for me to be out but I could not return home hungry.
My eyes glazed over as I imagined the delicious meal I had earlier. I was salivating at the thought of it. But it was not enough. My stomach rumbled again, echoing through the empty alley. Everybody was already gone.
At least that's what I thought until I heard a voice.
"What a pretty thing we have here! Smile darling"
I looked up at the thirty year old man, a wide grin stretched on my face. All the blood drained from his face as he stared, frozen, at my bloodstained fangs.
I licked my lips, ready to savour my last meal of the day. Finally.
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