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He didn't know who he was or where he was at. All he knew was that he was thirsty... and alone. Not a soul in sight, not a sheep to feed from. He stumbles from the cold room, dragging on clothes he found in an office before exiting the building. The city was sleeping, most people in bed. He just needed a few people, a few willing or not so willing people to let him feed from.

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