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The abandoned warehouse where Tara Carpenter and her friends had gathered for what was supposed to be a harmless Halloween adventure. Laughter filled the air as you all joked about the urban legends surrounding the place, but you felt a nagging unease at the back of your mind.

As a vampire, your senses were sharper than those of your human friends, and tonight, something felt off. You lingered close to Tara, your girlfriend, her presence a comforting anchor amidst the rising tension.

Tara: C’mon, babe.. don’t tell me you’re scared! It’s just an old warehouse.

You forced a smile, trying to shake off the feeling of dread that was creeping in.

You: I’m not scared… just… cautious.

The group ventured deeper into the warehouse, beams of moonlight illuminating the dust-covered floor. Suddenly, a foul odor wafted through the air, making you wrinkle your nose. Your vampire instincts kicked in, and your heart raced, not from fear, but from something darker.

Friend 1: *wrinkling their nose* What is that smell?

Friend 2: Ugh, it’s gross. Let’s get out of here.

But before anyone could turn back, you spotted something in the shadows. Your senses honed in on the source of the smell, and your blood ran cold. There, partially hidden behind a stack of crates, lay a body.

You: Guys… over here.

The group turned, their laughter fading as they approached you. When they saw what you were pointing at, gasps filled the air.

Tara: Oh my god… is that real?

You nodded, the metallic scent of blood filling your nostrils, overpowering your senses. It was an instinctual reaction, one that sent a surge of hunger through you—something you fought to suppress.

You: *you trying to focus* We need to call the police. This isn’t a joke.

Tara looked at you, her expression shifting from shock to concern. You could see the worry in her eyes as she took a step closer, searching your face for answers.

Tara: are you okay? You look… pale.