A/N: This is a remake of my story "True monster" which was utter crap. Hope this story would be better.

She could never keep down the raw meat when she turned back to human. Her human form was unable to digest it, so it all came back up. She stared down at the red sink, her hands clutching the sides, as she hurled more blood up. She raised her head groggily, turning the tap to wash away the blood. It was fun to listen to the screams, and watching the agony in their eyes. But after the fun was over, it was her time to suffer. She studied her reflection, thinking of how she would cover up her 'incident' before her friends would 'find her'. There was still chunks of blood and flesh clomped in her hair, her face was damp with water and sweat. She felt tears escape from her eyes as she pulled out the missing body parts of her latest victim.

She let out a sigh. She wanted to give up her bad habit. She was trying to avoid this from happening. Her kidnappers pushed her to do it. Now she suffered the consequence. Eating raw flesh always ended up this way, hunched over a sink, crying in a mixture of grief and laughter. She pushed herself away from the sink, trying to regain her breath and consciousness. She ducked to grab a hold of rope and a cloth. Daphne marched off to tie herself up.