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( @lcvbctten ) Aiden said: 'I saw what you did'

Claudia was getting reckless. She knew it and that was part of the thrill. Hearts beating, picking up pace to a rapid acceleration before the sudden drop as she felt her fangs seep deep, deep down into the pillow of her victims flesh. The adrenaline corsed through her own frigid veins, filling her with the simulation of life. Making her feel animated when she usually only felt like she was working through the motions of a simulation. It was addicting- feeling her mind ignite with bright sparks of her victims fear that bled into each corner of her existence. It filled a gaping hole in her reality that nothing else seemed able to. But, like all good things in Claudia's life, the bliss was fleeting. As she felt the warmth of her victims blood sink deep down into her chest and fill her from her heart outwards, it soon began to fade back to cold as the person in her arms turned into a body. A lifeless lump of nothing. A younger Claudia had been addicted to this feeling too. Then, she'd been pulled into the smothering grasps of loneliness and needed something to warm her soul. Now, she was just angry and needed some violent act to dispel the feeling. She was constantly moving these days. She had no home to worry about people becoming suspicious of. There was no use in dragging people out to some bayou or whatever this towns equivalent was. As with this victim, she could pull a stranger into a back alley, gouge open their throat with furious passion and leave them slumped against the wall. The body dropped to the ground and Claudia pulled away with a half satisfied sigh, knowing the feeling wouldn't last. She wiped her mouth on the back of her sleeve and moved away from the corpse. It was a wonder she didn't realise she was being followed sooner. Perhaps she was too busy floating in the post-kill bliss. Perhaps she didn't care anymore. Either way, she stopped when she heard someone speak through the dead of night. "You did?" She asked, an innocent lilt entering her voice. She made no move to turn and face the perpetrator on her peace.