[color=004b80][center][h1] Grant Holiday [/h1][/center][/color]
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Grant was out of breath, and more desperate than he had been in a long time. He was not one hundred percent sure why, but regular people were stringing up werewolves and vampires in the streets. Grant thought he was in the clear but the mobs of people were using their own blood to weed out Vampires, and silver for Werewolves. Grant had been exposed to one of the angry monsters blood, and his fangs had been spotted. 

So now Grant was running, trying to find a place to hide. Grant was able to disapear from the mob for a short period of time, but not for long. Grant suddenly caught the scent of another Vampire nearby, a vampire who had not been killed on the spot or one who was shaking in their boots. This one...Grant sniffed the air....was at peace. It was a female, and she was breathing at a normal pace. No immense sweating or nervousness. And she was close enough that Grant could detect this, so he sucked up his pride and ran to the house with the scent.

Grant knocked on the door, eyes wide and slightly shaking from a mix of fear and adrenaline. He needed help bad.

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