I know that the sun is up and is shining a light through a window right across my face.
I know that my head hurts and I feel tired and only somewhat lucid.
I know that I am in a house that seems clean and warm and that I have just woken up on its floor.
I do not know why I am here.
And i do not know my name.
I am laying in a pool of blood and I want to get out of it.
I can not.
I hear sirens and see men break down the door.
A man walks in and sees me. I want to call out to him to help me but can not.
He calls for two others who bring in a body bag.
A body bag?!
I want to leap up and run, but they pull the bag over me and zip it to the top. I try to scream as they take me to a truck and drive away.
And it finally works as they stop and pull me out of the bag inside a room with body lockers.
They both scream back at me, and I stand up on the cold floor, yelling out of panic.
I try to explain what happened, but even if I really knew, the same screaming comes out.
They pull out their guns and I panic again.
NO! Get those away from me!
Another long shriek comes out, and i knock the guns away. I've hurt one of the men badly.
How did i do that?
I see him bleeding and i thought comes to me.
I'm so hungry...
I jump onto the man with the wound and start tearing at his arm with my teeth. The other man runs away.
I can't do this to a person! But I neeeed it....
I take of his arm with a hard pull. I'm amazed at my strength. I jump out of an open window and run into an alley to eat my meal.
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