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[ The Laughing Vulture ]
"A vampire, maybe?" she dragged her slimy tongue up his cheek, "Or just a very, very perverted young boy?" He ran his own tongue, pointier and thick with a grotesque liquid mixture of something dark with saliva, across his lips. A piece of yellowish flesh peeked out from the corner of his mouth.
"I was a person just like you," he smiled, "only now I need to survive on a certain animal...Just. Like. You."