[The vampire's head whips around to look at the new person. He must have missed his scent because of the blood. Blood always trumped every other scent for him, even stale blood like this.
His grip tightens a bit, as if he could protect the corpse in his arms still.]
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His grip tightens a bit, as if he could protect the corpse in his arms still.]
...What do you want?