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She gave the signal.
I closed my eyes and pushed the knife into my forearm.
The bite pierced me with two sharp fangs of ice.
The pain was indescribable.
He spilled my sweet blood into his thirsty body.
A few drops slid down his bare chest, opening thin, reddish streams that splashed on the dirty floor.
He dropped his head back and stopped breathing.
His eyes turned white as curdled milk.
The pact was sealed.
For a few more hours, he had quenched the ravenous hunger of the thing that was once human.
Until the bloodlust took hold of it again.