I still have nightmares about it: the night I killed my best friend. It was dark and we were walking in the woods. Suddenly I got this feeling in my bones and I knew I was thirsty for blood and only human blood. I let my best friend go in front of me before I attacked her from behind. Eating her skin like cotton candy and chewing her bones like food. I have the thirst again and who will be next. Why is it you my dear reader.
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