She gazed at the horizon, immersed in frightful shadows. A slow approaching rumbling of the villagers silenced the silence of the night. The consequences of her ghastly act had hit her liked a bolt. Drenched in the blood of her own kind, she realized absconding the scene was the only option for her survival.
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Glancing at the mutilated bodies for one last time, she jumped out of the window and disappeared into the woods.
Far away a melancholic howl filled the night, brightened by a devious full moon.
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