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The Chase



Running through the woods, the thick smell of fear on quiet winds.



The heartbeat pounding in my ears, The need filling my soul.



Closer, closer, I can almost taste the warm essence of life.



My Prey comes into sight, my fangs dripping with anticipation.



The screaming, oh the delicious fear.



I pounce, feeling the desperate struggle to live as I close my grip.



The first warm spray hits my face, oh the JOY!



I cant help but grin as I lower my head, feeling the life essence seep down into my very soul.



The heartbeat slows, the will to live is gone.



Already I am waiting, waiting to run, to chase, to kill again.



The thrill, the lust, Who could give up the chase?