"I am proud of you Lotano! Don't you feel so much better now too?" Anthony said as he leaned down and patted him once firmly on the back.
He felt numb
His sense had at last been restored but he didn't react to Anthony's comment, or his contact he'd initiated. He stared blankly down at the drained, lifeless frame of the innocent girl who, only minutes before, had been so desperately begging for her life
His eyes almost exactly mirrored the appearance of her glossy and open but now forever unseeing eyes
He was truly a gruesome sight
Blood coated his hands, mouth, chin and had seeped down and stained the neck of his previously pristine white shirt
Her blood had spattered briefly across the upper half of his face as he'd eagerly punctured her neck with his fangs, leaving a smattering of blood droplets decorating his face that were actually still wet enough to trail down his face lazily
Anthony chuckled once as Lotano heard his voice through the fog, "Wel