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The wolves were out. Howling sounds tingled his ears. The moon, full, glowing, reminded Harold of the night it first happened.

Skin stretching.
Eyes twitching.
Muscles growing.

The transformation didn't take long - his body temperature dropped 25 degrees to a cool 73.6, perfect vampire temperature. Absolutely freezing to a human. Harold hated being a human - he loved the hunt, the chase of his prey. He was like those families in those books, the Cullens... He feasted on animals, not people. A different kind of monster - not a permanent one, one that changed on necessity. A vampire by choice for his love Julia Ward. They hunted every Thursday night.

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  1. When you click in the writing box, you get a prompt.
  2. Then you have six minutes to write a story.
  3. Go!

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