I was hungry for the unknown. It would be a night worth remembering. Sam said I was exactly what they were looking for. I shivered, feeling alert.
A sibilant sound. ‘You were told not to wear heels.’
‘It’s not a problem.’
‘How can she run?’
‘Is S…Sam here?’
‘He’s waiting for you to start running.’
‘I…I wanted to show him something.’
Sam came before me. His smile was not pleasant.
‘You agreed.’ His eyes drank in my flesh and pale neck.
The moon was revealed in all her glory.
As was I.
Sam’s smile vanished.
The hunt began.
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