Abigail had her pupils dilatated and shining an intense red she didn't move an inch of her body yet her skin got even paler than usual. She squeezed her eyes as her senses were so much developed that it was confusing and she didn't know what voices to focus on. She could hear the residents' voices and at the same time the verses of the animals in the wood.
Her mouth dried and her hunger suddenly was replaced with thirst, but the thirst of blood. Even if she never tasted it and she didn't know how it tasted yet she could feel all her body craving for it. Her pupils widened.
She heard the call of a sheep in the surroundings and like if she had been starving for years she got up from the bed and ran toward the exit.
She reached the wood in a few seconds and hid behind a bush waiting for the poor animal to be distracted so that she could attack her victim.
