¶ After Midnight.

            [ Another slow and steady step as her head cantered to the side and verdant eyes examined her surroundings— even as an immortal, caution was needed. Rose had never known such a luscious forest to be contaminated with this much death: from the shadows in which they lurked, from the thick undergrowth they’d drag their victims across, and of course the sprawling bodies along the floor became commonplace. They? Vampires. ]

          [  Like every night, she’d roam through the wooded area in a feeble attempt to help the numerous victims they’d lure here. However, it was rare to find one not sucked clean. She was sure the yelp had came from this direction. How could the vampire have missed it? The bloodcurdling scream for help shattered through the leaves and the smell of blood only grew thicker until she eventually found him. Bloodied and weak. ]

         "Shh— “ she coaxed in a hushed voice as her slender frame knelt down.

               "Don’t make a sound. I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”

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