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City of Blood


Victor went to his office, and stayed all-night. It might've been a stereotype, but curling up in a nice coffin to sleep didn't sound so bad.

He'd racked his brain for hours to discover what was happening. Victor hadn't seen anything like this before. Usually, it's just one stubborn jackass that couldn't give up the blood, but this looked far worse.

The PD weren't coming up with any answers either. Victor overheard them talking about a recent heroin bust, but that was all. Suddenly, a breakthrough. It was unheard of, but also the only possibility he could think of.

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