closed starter for @persephonyed || based on this plot
slipping inside was almost too easy, as was locking the door behind her, just for safety precautions. she didn't need a weapon - she was sharp and dangerous enough - but she'd still taken a large knife, just in case, and she felt its cold blade against her thigh as she pulled her hoodie up, making her way throughout the house. she hadn't expected to feel so disgusted at the feeling and scent of them, but now that she was there, there was no turning back. making her way towards a room, she smirked to herself as she felt almost drunk on the smell of blood pulsing everywhere around her. she wasn't hungry yet, but it would come. and there would be no stopping her. as she stepped in, and locked the door, her eyes fell on two silhouettes on the bed, who didn't even look up from their activities to acknowledge her presence. good. she didn't want any noise, the panic would settle in later. a few minutes later, she wiped her mouth as she left the room, the blood still heavy on her tongue. two down, and more to go. the rush was incredible, and she was only getting started.
