It was too good to be true. The likelihood is that I shan’t see the wench again. Perhaps she might never come back to that breakfast-room again. She was as pale as death, but she seemed to have lost the power of movement. She had even tried a needle and a catheter on a victim once, but had found that the process was so frustrating and slow that she barely gained any sustenance and had done the worst thing imaginable: wasted a kill. In a momentary fury she seized and tore in pieces the study which remained upon the easel. Michelle sat on her bed, which emanated scents of powdered laundry detergent and Sweet Honesty perfume. Lots of us are like that.
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