Michelle had stopped them once to feed on the way there, though not draining enough to be fatal. She hated this, what she had become, what it forced her to do. But she also would not simply allow herself to die either.
She suppressed a shudder. Something was not right. And the sensory information provided by all the people was nearly overwhelming.
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