"Cowards!" She yelled after them as they fled the building. A smile crept across her pale face, they would be back. She could smell it. And when they returned she would seduce them and feast like never before. Her mouth began to water and her stomach to grumble. It had been so long since her last meal. But she would feast tonight, she could feel it in her gut. she licked her lips, almost able to taste the fresh blood.
Living undead was a burden at times, she thought to herself. But she had brought it upon herself. As she let her body decend into her dingy coffin she flipped her dark hair and closed her red eyes. Tonight would be different, she promised herself. Tonight she would once again feel the thrill of murder and have the heavenly taste of blood in her mouth.
She drifted into her paralell of sleep with a smile on her red red lips and shades of death painted all over her face.
