There was always something in the air when the nights turned warmer, that feeling of summer approaching. It seemed that the closer summer came, the wilder the nights became. Or rather, the people who wandered through them, drifting between crowded bars, private lounges, and everything in between.
Mary Louise wasn't exactly a stranger to indulging in the nightlife. She thrived on it, naturally, even if she didn't particularly desire to leave a trail of bodies in her wake. Then again, she desired many things that didn't always meet her expectations. One could always dream.
Though the current scene looked more like a nightmare.
She stood over a body, still warm but no longer alive, a look of confusion crossing her features. Was this a natural death? Well... judging by the expression frozen on the victim's face, one of pure fear, she had a fairly good idea that something supernatural had been involved.
"Well..." she drawled, turning around as her vampiric senses picked up another presence nearby. "You might as well step into the light. I know you're there. An incubus... how rare."
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