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"Don't. Michael, you don't have to drink it. It's blood."
"Yeah, right..."
I told him. I told him, but he didn't listen. Now he's stuck in the same position I'm in. We're stuck in this together, I suppose.
David taunted him; I knew what he was leading Michael on to...
I already got caught in his web. I didn't want Michael into that, too. I feel like it's my fault, if he hadn't followed me...If I hadn't been at the stupid boardwalk...
Maybe that's why David keeps me, to lure others in when all along he has me under his thumb. He uses people like puppets to get what he wants...I realize that now. He's using me, and he'll use Michael, too.
The others, David's followers, they're just lackeys, just someone to do his bidding, get him food, whatever. I don't know how the others feel...all I know is what I feel and what I fear.
Things could be worse, but I do wish for my old life back...before all this got too confusing.
And Laddie...he's a child...a child...I can't even comprehend why David took him in. Maybe to make me stay, because if Laddie wasn't there I would have been long gone...
I do fear what David's capable of...
Michael told me of his family a little...he mentioned them offhandedly once, and he was with who I assume to be his brother that first night he saw me. Laddie's just a boy, too. I fear what David can do, I know how many lives he's taken, how many brothers, mothers, family he has taken from their loved ones...
How can he do that? Kill...innocent people...
That's why I don't think I can ever feed. I'm not a killer.
Michael...when did things unravel at my feet?