He moved though the darkness listening to the beating of the people's hearts and the pumping of sweet blood through their veins. They had not given him a new target yet, so he was simply wandering around the city, this night. This was his city, and the people were his, to prey upon. Then a new scent came to him. This was something new; it was sweet and intoxicating, and he had to fight the desire to find the source of this new scent. He was going to be expected by them soon and as much as he desired to find the source, he would have to be patient and bid his time. He moved past the tavern where he had caught the scent and moved was swallowed by the darkness.

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