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Timing was necessary, it was dark so i'd re-frame going near lofty crowds drifted into the shadows down a narrow alley. Mischief on the rise as loud sirens echoed from hot pursuit chases. Police were in desperation to get leads on elite hackers. Approaching commoners questionings what they might have heard prior to robberies from local warehouse's. Around the corner was old sorted district homes which I'd used frequently over weeks. Immediate went there to hide ammunition and stash a pound of crystal meth. Asked one the occupants use their phone then checked messages through via email and still no response. It fed my doubts. This person..are they truly someone I could trust? And what was taking him so long? Reminded myself over and over. "The beginning tells you the end." Left after 2 hours.
Keen senses trigger just before bullet graves right hip whizzes at tear in my Polo shirt. FBI government agent tailing me shouted "Freeze!". My anger not well suited for this would have snatched his neck and rip out intestines then gladly fist it to him. Created distance between us and ran. Public subway easiest place to ditch unwanted attention. Once there headed towards ladies rooms, Brushed shoulder length green and sliver tips hair into a high pony tail. Changed into green belly shirt and tight light blue jeans with a transparent rhinestone belt. Crammed the rest of my belongings into regular duffel bag and ghosted.

(River Rock Station 5:00 am)
Visited a subway newsstand in hope getting a map of town. Delicate smile of acknowledgment casually seller greeted me informed of newest headlines "Man or Vampire!" It bottled me for realized what i'd become and no longer consider human. Lovers approached us they are engulf in one another arms lock. The male had a wallet sticking farther out his back pocket. As of it couldn't be more simple enough,.. heaven forbid. Awfully talented excavated over a hundred such minor mishave.

Afternoon,

I could smell dinner not to far from here. Cheesecake, English muffins, Swiss roll and Lotta's. Pleasant aura brought back ancient memories of warm toasted bagels and honey flavor cream spread on top. Non-resistance pursued object of my affection. Just ended shift at a Starbucks that is connected to a hotel. Eager to get home she tug on the door handle indeed it was closed. Young vibrant women dark raspberries curls wore half up and half down, normal white blouse, green apron tied around waist and black iron work pants. ...One thing find is funny almost always they have purses.. hop to, the women rushed through personal designer handbag in search of keys while walking directly towards the car. On occasions eyed it with some confusion. Drawing nearer the smell more proficient and a vision. I was now there in that kitchen morning time we prep everything from handmade fresh dough to creating glazed clusters. jiggling of bag stop as the women stood in front of me.
Unnoticeable I'd lean on the car door... and the rest was history.

Fascinating, How high tech society cameras are spontaneous.. I'd received an elegant invitation to enter a hotel from a temporally subordinate at least I like to think that. Progress from "Just some random blind date from a bar" to familiar Coworker from project-kissmyass I never liked that job. Took a swig of his cup... started with one, then two and then drinking it all. Engage notorious amount of conversation he slip an extra key into a napkin push it over and left the cloth near my plate. Indiscreetly let him know wasn't interested by gifting someone else, A person of that nature who is used to filling a sense of craving/desire...the pizza boy. I knew he be delighted to pay for the $10 box deal.

Motion sensor glens caught me off guard having skills, kicked Elsa heels off and climb up there. Miscalculated gravity falling my palm warp around its core tore piece of metal from the base of the wall. Electrical sparks and flickering lights overhead caused a small panic. In relief that i'm still alive hurried and got up looked at remaining bits for eternal damage. I'd disconnected the main circuit board ended it's function beyond educated abilities to fix through the camera away. Returning to the entrance for a fast getaway. Thank the bounty boy and told him to "keep the tip" as I'd exited.

A bottle of red wine 1980's. Drag aching feet over to the Walmart table I'd stolen then pour another glass until the brim. Lavishing alone crimson robe underwear to empower remaining sexual appeal had towards this corpse body. Wiggle toes playfully enchanted in a game of solitary. Normal... it felt normal. Clock hands moved forward acknowledge it was time to rest on a dome of cotton pillows and softest polyester large blankets. In middle of the open floor. I'd slept for hours.

Overwhelming aura of unspecified evil ravage the smoothing barrier had encrusted around perimeter this location. Chard of life energy burst through blood and vessels become alerted in mist of sleeping...It was Ripper... unbelievable portion admiration and devotion waver at core sustain heart.

"Holy ****...He had found me again."

Frantic state because randomness of appearance. Impetuous motion to his side and committed adultery with those eyes. Together in one peace and no signs of any wounds I'd began to calm down.

"You should have sent me an email."

He reeked of tall grass, bits faded cologne, mint as if mouthwash, a hint of sewer and raggy tore clothing was brand new. Figure is very tall and slender, dark hair, pale skin, and handsome in leather jackets. Voluntary laid in region taken a pillow for snugs under his fat head. Guilt prick the back of my neck unusual hormones. I wanted him. Never the less only a mentor as if someone I could depend....no.. needed.

"Why did you turn me into a vampire!?".."Did I do something to you? Do you hate me!?" Pointed my very existence at him ....."Theses monster think vampires here to kill them be humans ******* guardians!?"

Frustrated wasn't able to rob of any crystal meth or talk to Ripper fully. I'd decided to bestowed an empty wine glass and half a bottle upon the sleeping bastured.

Vacation Week.

( Valeriana D)
Fiber of being jolted she raised up from lying in a corner of an disrupted abandoned warehouse with a horrified cry. Newer more aggressive versions of night terror the faces of undead creatures that Valeriana had killed feed on little mentality that remain. Troubling to breathe lungs fluctuated in chest making it hard to progress necessary control she had over panicking human heart. Waver the stimulation of death minor grip continue adjusting to her newly profound body that enhance chances of physical survival. Remain in vulnerable confinement until true awakening. Growling from the walking barbarians zombies echoed throughout the vent circulation system. Few weeks in learned better to lurk above her enemy. Rearranged the blood stained and rotting flesh smelling large quilt to knees. Kitana laid heavily at her left side it suffer a chip in the middle of it’s blade and the edge was dull. It too had its fair share of battles against unnatural beings that crossed parallel realms.

It wasn't before long that night had fallen upon them. Again she gather everything from bullet cases, knifes, guns, holsters, straps and a large backpack. Then crawled on all fours to the nearest circulating massive fan at the end of the tunnel. Ears heard nothing but the wobbling sound of metal and groaning of dead corpses. A beckon of light leak through from a tile under the revolving wings of the large fan. She pressed a foot on the center of the rectangle and being kicking until the bolts came loose. The piece grew weak in it attachments and flung, hitting a defenseless zombie on the head. It released a fearsome grunt in pain then fell over to it side. She drop to the lower level and exit the building. Leaving nothing but a sheet in that hollow tunnel.
On my way to local bank stop by "an" Oracle who for a mighty exchange told of pre-historic event that happen in the near future. Dressed in her garment of old green dusty rags and aging purple fabric. She was a delicate beauty in time alone, those crow's feet compliment brown eyes of wisdom and nest of white blonde hair that surrounded her face. Marvelous structures in cheekbones with a pointy nose and slim lips fighting color of pale pink from dehydration. All this hidden under layers of dirt. When she talked words came out in brittle whispers almost as if she was here in mind, in good conscious and others leaps into unknown areas of lunatic talking to creatures from the fade.

Valeriana Interests towards the Women was not there, but sympathy beyond imagination. She reached into pockets conjuring the precise amount and gave it to her. The women quickly snatched it. Examined each green paper, almost observant as if the money was flawed in large bills. In a moment time, the women pulled out a large crystal ball from a junk filled basket of things she pushed. Afterwards release it in mid air... it floated.

The Oracle closed both eyes and waves hands in front. Unnoticed by human vision her retina’s had picked up a small trace of an aura that raised from the Oracles feet warping the limbs and up to waist. Valeriana didn’t know what she was staring at but definitely paranormal, it engulf the women. Immediately oracle screamed in horror as if being attacked by it. Suddenly grabbing unto the person in arms length tight begging for help, the women eyes had turn pitch black, then did her lips, hair, and skin. It was an infection eating at the skin. Oracle had taken places with the victim in the gruesome crime. So much, that bruises appeared her nose was busted. lip swollen, blood started to pour out from the corners. Frighten by the Mid-age women.. Or it.

Valeriana recoiled from being touch roughly tug away, she hurled backward against the alley wall. Didn’t ponder on thought of drawing her pistol In a tender motion....A warning shot graving it’s ear.. The phantom reacted to newly profound level of emotions and inch away. Pain caused phamton to burst in Intense rage, it released the Oracle from it clutches leaving her drain and woozy. Eager to say that a “Man being dragged by his feet and hollering for help.” in Bullwood a direct location. The timing did not matter for it would happen exactly on arrival.

Alerted and uneasy, Valeriana thank the oracle and went off testing if some kind of hokes. Indeed it was real and left dumbfounded by all of it. Man against his will taken down a remote ally of Bullwood. Words transpire between the two lead to be kidnapping by a elite gangster who wanted his drug money.

Looks like the endless journal met it's End. How tragic.
Each character had a simple and tragic death makes life worth living.