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Chapter 2 - Flesh and Fang

The glistening, light from the sun hits me through my now open window. The cool breeze of an early morning brushing against my pale skin.

Though it's hard to see, I can still feel the sensation of my retinas burning, forcing me to glance away towards the new, newspaper lying on the kitchen table, where he sadly sat or, tried too...

"So, you've been watching me sleep the entire night?"

I finally speaking, getting up from my bed before I slowly began walking up to the chair beside him, footsteps creaking against the old wood on the floor of my apartment. I was slightly dazed, blurriness consuming my sight, causing me to to grip the handle of the chair, before I finally made the effort of sitting down on.

Though I didn't look at the newspapers contents, I could feel that there was something interesting, in today's article.

"Nah. I've been 'exploring' checking out the s**t place you call an 'apartment'."

His voice echoed through the silence that consumed my apartment. Of course he'd say that. Why wouldn't he? His always been like this, Kori or that's what I call him. Though forgetting his name his easy.

"Hey! I payed good money for this apartment you call 'S**T', you ghostly freak!"

I say in unnecessary defense, finally looking at the article. Another case. "TWO PEOPLE FOUND DEAD, ONGOING INVESTIGATION NEAR THE CATHEDRAL."

Another one? They'd been these strange reports on victims dismembered, their body completely pale, old looking. The victims were either missing limbs, or had their intestines missing from their body as if, someone deliberately kept them as "trophy's" or that's my theory.

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