Chantelle strolled through the village, sipping blood from a plastic bottle as she smiled darkly. The ring on her finger glistening in the sunlight, protecting her from the deadly rays. It was a beautiful day, people just peered at her as she sat down on a nearby bench. The serenity of the area made her smile even more, and she closed her eyes and took in a big whiff of the pure air. The smell's fascinated her, made her feel warm and fuzzy.