It is a cold day in Pullman. Kegan pulls his coat tighter, and enters the building. He stands frozen, taking in the sight before him. Half a dozen people lie prone, their life's blood leaking into plastic containers. A part of his brain screams for him to move, to run, but before he can snap out of his reverie, the Red Cross Vampires descend from
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