She almost couldn't control herself. When the body hit the ground, she was already upon it, fangs sinking into its neck and blood, precious blood, flowing freely for her to drink.
It took less time than she would have suspected to drain him dry. But it had left her feeling oddly... satisfied, the hunger at last pushed back.
Blood still stained her lips when she pulled away. She looked down at the body, then down at herself, and back again. "I..." Michelle started to say, then realized she had no good way to finish that sentence.
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