"Is this how easy it seems? I really feel like John wick from the 21st century movies. The 26th century I find myself is really boring though."
I was getting fueled up. I don't know why, but I felt alive again. I had killed an innocent maiden… well, she's not a virgin. But I murdered a woman.
But I didn't feel guilty. There wasn't a single shard of remorse for this sin. Is this what losing humanity felt like. Why am I becoming that thing again.
"This is like hell. Her blood even smells nice. I wonder how her meat would taste like when I eat it. It should be delicious… what the hell is going through my head!"
I was growing crazy about drinking the innocent nurse's blood. I heard how she questioned her actions, but I wouldn't care less about it. She was my ticket to leaving this building scathed but breathing.
