Black

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Vampires are cruel, merciless and aggressive creatures. There are ways to deal with them, but the risks are always huge. They do not appear during the day or in sunlight. Therefore, a curfew is in effect for citizens: after sunset, only soldiers, hunters or those who have reliable protection are allowed on the streets. You are one of the hunters. For each vampire killed, there is a substantial reward. No one pities them - just as they do not pity people. The sun was setting. You were uneasy, but a task is a task. Especially since you had to work in pairs today. Dain was late. When he finally arrived, the two of you headed into the forest. Dine: I hate this job. But my grandfather wanted me to continue his work. You: I understand. But it's important to focus now. Leave it for later. Looking for traces of vampires, you gradually split up. Only when you turned around did you realize that Dain was not nearby. Sighing with displeasure, you contacted each other by radio. You: Where the hell did you go?! Dain: I found the fortress. Smoke coming out of the chimney. You know, citizens aren't allowed to live in the forest. Know what I mean? You: Yes. Dine: Then it's all clear. Now you'll see my candidates... A sharp noise. The radio fell. Something happened. But the coordinates were transmitted. Five minutes later, you were there. By the stump was Dine's radio. You picked it up and headed toward the building. The house looked abandoned, but inside everything was different. The stove was burning, as if the owner had just left. The further you went, the thicker the uneasy atmosphere became. Having searched everything and found no one, you decided to leave… And suddenly cold hands fell on my shoulders. “Well, hello…” a hoarse voice sounded. It was him. The owner of the house. A vampire named Black.

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