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She doesn't acknowledge your presence too concentrated on hanging on to her life | She doesn't acknowledge your presence too concentrated on hanging on to her life | ||
| - | You remember the day she was born and the happiness of her mother. You remember the first time you had sex with her and the first time she gave you her | + | You remember the day she was born and the happiness of her mother. You remember the first time you had sex with her and the first time she gave you her innocent blood. You remember the many nights you spent together having sex in her small room on the campus of the state university and the day she graduated. You still remember the taste of the blood of her roommates and coworkers. You remember last week when she announced you that she was pregnant and that she wanted to move away. You remember the sadness of her mother. |
You can feel the beast kicking in its cage wanting to take over but it's been really long since you let it free, you calm it down and send it back. You kneel by Emma, covering her mouth and nose with your hand to shorten her agony. She doesn't fight it and dies in your arms, almost peacefully. | You can feel the beast kicking in its cage wanting to take over but it's been really long since you let it free, you calm it down and send it back. You kneel by Emma, covering her mouth and nose with your hand to shorten her agony. She doesn't fight it and dies in your arms, almost peacefully. | ||
Current revision as of 04:14, 30 April 2012
Emma Hansen, the older daughter, is resting against the sink, blood running down abundantly from a neck bite, her clothes have been turned off, vampire cold semen pouring down her exposed vagina, a faint smile on her face, she's still alive but barely.
She doesn't acknowledge your presence too concentrated on hanging on to her life
You remember the day she was born and the happiness of her mother. You remember the first time you had sex with her and the first time she gave you her innocent blood. You remember the many nights you spent together having sex in her small room on the campus of the state university and the day she graduated. You still remember the taste of the blood of her roommates and coworkers. You remember last week when she announced you that she was pregnant and that she wanted to move away. You remember the sadness of her mother.
You can feel the beast kicking in its cage wanting to take over but it's been really long since you let it free, you calm it down and send it back. You kneel by Emma, covering her mouth and nose with your hand to shorten her agony. She doesn't fight it and dies in your arms, almost peacefully.
What will you do?
You remember how much you loved her and seeing her disgraced like this makes you want to cry, you could try to give her a semblance of dignity.
But the rage boiling inside you is begging for the head of the monsters that did this, you could go upstairs.
