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Claudia had never felt so lonely in her existence. It had been decades since she ran from Louis and she was beginning to regret it. She needed another of her kind, the company of humans didn't make up for the immortal loneliness within. The only way to fill the hole inside her was to search, search for another far and wide. This search had brought her to England soon enough. She was hoping that in another country she would have better results then that in America. Like always she found herself searching the streets helplessly. Her senses were pushed to there limits, looking for any hint of someone that wasn't human. She had just about given up when she stopped dead in her tracks. Something felt different. She turned around and gazed to the right of her, had someone been following her? Who? She stepped towards the presences regardless to the fact that she hadn't pointed out the person yet. Something told her not to hesitate.