Gliding around, thirsty for flesh

Gliding around, thirsty for flesh. It’s what I was born to crave. I will
not emphasise, easy targets, easy prey. When I’ve done the job in hand,
your body will rot as you lay. Therefore, I will leach the life out of
everyone. To me it feels so fine. Death will be the bottom line, when
everyone’s soul is mine. Stopping me is no good, Earth’s overpopulated
as it is. Your children will live in bedlam, when the world’s crowded
with kids. The people capable of curing illnesses, cure the ones that
affect them.

Louis

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