Later That Evening...
More and more, Michelle had begun to realize just what a strange creature she'd become. She wondered if she could really even call herself human anymore. Her senses had sharpened several times over. She was far stronger than she should have been. And she could, with effort, make short glides across the city.
And, of course, there was the crippling need to feed on human blood. Animal blood... it could keep her hunger in check, keep it from being overwhelming, but after the previous night, it was clear only human blood would do.
But if she had to feed on people to survive... And she could not imagine dying... if she had to feed, it would only be on those who deserved it.
She glided from one roof to the next, looking down for signs of anything. She would have to find something before the hunger consumed her.
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