Jung was trying to hold pressure on his own neck wound. The blood I wanted was slow and thick, and holding its hand out to me. Gregory broke it down because I wasn't answering the phone and he heard screams. His eyes were wide, and he looked shell-shocked.
He shook himself like a dog coming out of water, and managed to give me a smile. He does live with me, I said. In human form he wasn't contagious, but she probably had the right to know. He'd fed on the woman, fed at her neck, then had sex with Nellie.
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