Hatred. I only feel hatred burning in my chest. Motherfuckers. Thieves. How dare they come between me and Mary, and just as I was about to make love to her. When I jumped out the window, I saw her screaming for me not to go, to take her with me. Her tears squeezed my heart. My poor Mary, as eager to make love to me as I am to make love to her. How can't they... If I didn't run, they would kill me, and I would lose any chance of getting her back forever. Running, I can go back and save her from the clutches of those monsters, especially that son of a daemon called Klaus. He wanted to f**k my mate, but I would f*****g kill him first. I'll take her with me another day soon. Don't cry, my Mary, my love. I'll be back for you soon.
I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I
