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Ugh. There's a reason human's value tender meat. It's the same for blood - there just wasn't that much vitality left in the old bat to feast on. I don't think she even understood what was happening, dozing when I found her as she was. 

Still, it was so kind of her to let me look around the place. She looked like the hospitable type anyway, so I took her silence as a kind of welcoming. It's a... dump. Tacky, tiny, dull. I did help myself to her spare key though. You never know, it might come in handy.

I wonder if the people here appreciate crows? They are such intelligent birds...

Thoughtful regards, Arianne x