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The Monstrous
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Alexander eyes blinked a few times as he tried to chase away the haze that still clung to his consciousness. He could feel the bed sheet beneath him was caked to his back and buttock. Slowing raising his arm he pressed his palm up against his forehead and applied pressure. His skin felt bitterly cold to the touch despite the sweat. It always felt this way. Waking up that is. A small sigh escaped his parched lips.

Every.

Damned.

Morning.

A different dream. A new nightmare. Some sick twisted fantasy that the entity had cooked up in an effort to break his psyche. One would think they would grow numb to this after a time, but every dream felt as long as a lifetime. Every loss, every life that slipped through his fingers bit deeply. A family started. Children raised. New friends made along the way. Then it was all snatched away. He raised himself from the bed as he felt the fabric break free from his skin. His blue eyes drifted down to the mess on the bed. The after-effects of its rage at being contained. Sometimes he wondered how he always managed to survive after so much blood loss.

He shoved the thought out of his mind as he headed into the bathroom and climbed into the shower. After ruining countless outfits sleeping naked was the only recourse. He gripped the faucet and cranked the water up to its highest setting on hot as the water cascaded down upon his body. Alexander closed his eyes and frowned. He could feel it. His skin was rippling almost like a still pond that was struck with a stone. The water that should have hit the floor by now had still not reached his legs as his body drank greedily. 

In time he left the shower and donned an old outfit. The clothes were more or less rags, but they did the job. Allowing him to pass off as a bum. Alexander rummaged through the old backpack until he found it. A missing poster he had taken from a light pole. 

'Hopper's bar.' 

It was a start. The digital age was not one of mankind's greatest creations in his opinion, but the advancement of technology did have some benefits as his eyes swept across the dilapidated motel room. A place fit for a peasant several hundred years ago but barely fit for a modern-day beggar now. At least the electricity had made it, so fire was more or less outdated. Stepping out into the hallway, he made sure to place the do not disturb sign on his doorknob as he knew eventually the mess on the bed would have to be dealt with. His eyes briefly landed upon a blonde-haired girl in the hallway before his focus returned to the task at hand and he left via a side door in the opposite direction.

Alexander was unsure if the missing girl was related to his prey, but it was a worthy start. If nothing else asking around the bar for other strange occurrences, missing people, and mangled livestock might point him in the right direction if the girl was unrelated. He could feel his stomach growl as he rounded a corner. It had been a week since he last feed, but the hunger pains were still only minor for now.
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