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"You listen here..." He whispered with a quiet deadly tone. Goosebumps rose on the back of my neck as his breath stroked my ears. "...and you listen well."

"I know one vampire still lives... I know that he visited you at the hospital, I could smell him." His teeth scraped against my neck, following my jugular. 

His hands gripped my shoulders and spun me around, and death stared me down. Dark lashes narrowed his vision to the matte grey – they were filled with hatred. 

"Where is the red-eyed vampire?" 

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