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“Is this what you wanted?” they ask.

I'm staring at the body in front of me. The whitening face with blood round its lips makes it look like a painted doll.

“I don't know,” I respond. “I wanted revenge for so long, and now... I'm not sure what next.”

“You could mutilate the corpse, make a few choice cuts.”

The thought tempts me, but it wouldn't be as satisfying as the kill. That sweet moment of driving the dagger into flesh.

“No. What I need is fresh blood.”

The voices in my head agree. Revenge would just be the beginning.

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