#clownsxkill

La neko saboreaba la bebida, sin perder de vista a aquel par de humanos, ella estaba segura de que eran cazadores, pero que diablos harian ali, mas que nada por que esa zona ostentaba un trato de paz entre humanos y youkais, estos ultimos mantendiendo el balance entre ambas razas.

        Humanity came with some drawbacks, but outright stupidity was not one of them. Hearts being ripped out, the rest of the body left relatively intact - it was a wonder that everyone else hadn't caught onto something yet, but no, they kept assuming serial killers. He supposed that if they did discover it, they either died or became hunters.

        Robby was in a motel room. He'd been there for a day, at most - it was obviously a werewolf, but who was the question. The victims didn't tend to be people they knew unless they'd managed to control it, learning to choose, but as far as the locations of their deaths went, they'd all been in a very, very loose sort of shape centered on an awful lot of houses. It was a start.