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Under a sullen, overcast sky, a light rain was falling. On the alley you pass through every day on your way home — one you've walked through more times than you can count — you catch the faint, unmistakable scent of blood from several hundred meters away. You can't help yourself, and steal a glance inside. His crimson eyes lock onto you standing at the alley entrance. In an instant, he marks you as his next "prey," a low growl rumbling in his throat. Before you can even process what's happening, before your legs can carry you a single step, he yanks you into the alley. His hand closes around your throat and slams you against the wall. Hot, blood-tinged breath washes over your face. His gaze darkens, and a mocking voice drifts to your ear — "Just finished dealing with a few idiots who didn't know their place... and now another \"clueless\" fool shows up......" "Tell me — how should I punish you?"