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 He loved death, he thinks. It much to offer, unlike life. As a man who had feared it so much that he had gotten surgery to prevent it, he liked to think it ironic. Also adding to the irony that he didn't end up dying of forced organ removal, but rather a bite to the neck. Followed by an awakening of something in him that he hadn't known existed. A foreign presence in himself that forced all that darkness out. An exhilarating darkness. The fangs were a nice touch too. He slept in his own coffin in the indoor graveyard on the right side of town during the day, except the when the smoke was so great that he could hunt at all hours of the da

 The women followed closely. Roger walked until he was at a pair of big gray doors. He turned around the faced the women. "Through these doors are the locker room area where we're gonna outfit you with vests and guns." He pushed the doors open and walked in. Angie took a deep breath and walked in. The room was very dark. Along both walls where rows of vests with red lights blinking on and off. Angie stepped in the rest of the way and was followed soon after by Beth. "This here is Command Central." Roger announced. This is where we keep the vests and laser guns you'll need. You ladies suit up then I'll explain the game." Angie looked aro