It was so cold outside, yet I did not feel a thing. Wearing only a shirt and my favorite pair of jeans, I kept walking further towards the scent of Fear, Misery and Blood. I was exhaling and inhaling so deeply, that anybody else would have thought that I am dying. Though I was dead already. I've been dead only for few nights now, but it felt like eternity for me. Since I died I've been staying in darkness. Stalking the moon and the people, for both of them were keys to my survival. Only now have I gathered enough courage to venture out. And now, being showered with the light of moon, I stalk something else. A victim. A prey. A dinner. Oh how excited I am. I can already feel satiated by the fear and uneasiness of my victim, but it's not enough. The moment she made the crucial mistake of walking into an empty alley, I attacked her. It was not my mind that chosen to attack her, but rather my instincts. Ahh, her blood filling my cold veins was so warm, that it filled me with joy which I haven't felt for years... The moment I came through, all that was left was a lifeless body in my hands. Filled with disgust, I rushed back to my dark corner from which I came. I AM A MONSTER. It's a curse, but at the same time such a blessing...
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