9. Your muse injects mine with a mysterious substance
Axel sighed as the man pushed his arm away, he had injected him with his own blood as he had not been able to get the man to drink it when he held his wrist up to his mouth. “Shut up….I’m healing you stupid.” The vampire snapped.
“Whatever that means… just get the fuckin’ cops off my trail. I just… I wanna be free. Please,” he sighed, lighting up a cigarette.
“Well first off none of those.” He said taking the smoke out of his mouth and crushing it with his hand. “No drugs, no alcohol, no smoke, or even coffee. You are going cold turkey.” He explained.
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