Finding my way
Finally I'm out of that damp dirty basement, and away from the freaking Primes. It's nice to be free, but what is that really? I've wandered for what feels like hours and still I can't seem to figure out my next move.
I've been keeping out of sight, although I did stumbled across some hikers, who asked me directions... but I had just chuckled and continued on my path to no where. All the time trying so hard not to turn back and sink my teeth into their necks. The urges for blood is getting stronger day by day... If I don't drink soon, I may become the animal I'm trying to avoid...
Sighing I rest up leaning against a tree that over looks the busy town of Bridgeport. This shall be my home until I can fully control myself. I can't risk going home. I look around the forest that surrounds the town and spot what I'm looking for...
After a short while of waiting, I have a feed. I feel bad killing an animal. I need to find ways of getting blood without killing, if not I'm just as bad as the things I hunt. After having my fill I stroll towards the highway that leads into the heart of Bridgeport. I wander around familiarizing myself with the locations of places and layout of the town, I head to the suburbs and find an abandoned old house. Stepping inside I lay on the old mattress that has been left in the corner and close my eyes falling into a deep sleep.
The sun is out... Maybe ill get up a little later to explore. Might hit the pub.
Turns out this place belongs to someone else. Had to ditch it.
Been walking for a while. Stumbled across a Manson... It's huge. Locked gates the works. Wonder who lives there.
Has the feeling of being watch
Time to head into town and see if there is anything I do...
Being followed is great fun. Finding somewhere to rest... not so much. The Manson garage is looking like a good bet for tonight... But something seems off about this place. And I swear I saw some vampire who looked like Selene-Kharis today...
Maybe I should just kill the vampire's trailing me.. sure as hell will make finding somewhere a lot easier.
I lay in wait and once they are in my sights I take them out. All it takes is a flash of my katana and they are down. I smile at my handy work and after dragging them into the brush I sneak off towards the heart of town again, no longer being followed. Why can't I shake this uneasy feeling about this place though?
After the help of the most unlikeliest of people, I have a small house on the outskirts of Bridgeport. Hopefully I won't have any surprise visitors again any time soon, not really in the mood to keep fighting tonight. I do however need to feed. Animal blood stops the cravings... but my guess is for not as long as human blood... Sighing I strap on my katana and take a small bow and arrow heading off into the woods.
I stay around a fallen tree and look around for some prey... nothing appears and I head home empty handed. Locking the door I sling my weapons and t-shirt at my bed side. Maybe a nights rest will help?
Waiting on a visitor. Someone who can help me control these cravings I'm getting. A vampire and a vamp slayer in one room... Should be interesting. For now though. I sleep.
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