Dark of The Night

My stomach churned as Sophia and I turned onto the alleyway.

I’d taken a life myself, drunk someone else's blood, but that had been different. The person I’d drunk from was a criminal and I’d done it quickly and quietly, it hadn’t been like what had happened here.

The chairs and tables of the coffee shop down the alley were strewn about left and right, some broken and dented.

The alley was rich with the coppery scent of blood. Blood that was flowing freely down the slight incline of the alley. My fangs threatened to poke their way out of my mouth but I fought against the sensation. Now wasn’t the time for me to feed.

We crept down the alley as quietly as we could. Sophia took the lead, crouched slightly and taking slow, cautious steps.

It wasn’t until we got halfway down the alley that I was able to see the rogue Immateria for the first time.

I wasn’t sure what I had been expecting. Some wild and ravenous beast-like creature, perhaps? Something tall and ethereal with too thin li
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