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The First Fall

Author: Mira Vale
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The hunger struck Damien with the force of a physical blow just as the church bells of Millbrook began their evening toll. Seven chimes echoed through the supernatural fog, each one reverberating through his bones like a death knell for the man he had spent sixty years becoming. The artificial stimulation that Evangeline had been building in his system for days suddenly crystallized into something beyond his ability to control, a need so overwhelming that it obliterated every rational thought.

"Get inside," he managed to gasp, his voice barely recognizable as his own. "Lock the doors. Don't let me back in."

But even as he spoke, his body was already moving without his conscious direction, drawn by instincts that had been artificially amplified beyond the limits of his endurance. The townspeople gathering in the streets below called to everything vampiric in his nature, their helpless vulnerability singing a siren song that drowned out decades of carefully cultivated restraint.

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