“We need to find her...” Kennith said with a cough, “She’s not in her right mind...”

Little did he know, but Chloe White was making a trip around the nearby towns, spreading chaos and death everywhere she went. She went from house to house, causing people to go running out into the streets screaming in terror. Those who did not run became her victims. She drained them of their blood.

After a few rounds, she flew off towards the Sheershider Woods, leaving the poor townsfolk alone. Exhausted, she flew into an open window of a cabin in the woods. After turning back into a human, she laid down in one of the beds.

“Ugh... My stomach hurts...” Chloe groaned, snarling a bit as she tucked herself in.

She fell asleep quickly and, soon, the sun begun to rise. Now, the owners of the cabin were a group of nightshift workers who decided to work together deeper into the woods. As morning dawned, the group of seven young men came walking through the woods towards their cabin.

“Gee, that sure was a hard day of work!” one of them said.

“You always say that!” a second one yelled back.

“Well, it’s true! We’ve got to have the hardest job of anyone in the whole kingdom!” the first one argued.

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“Hey, it could be worse...” a third one said.

“GET OUT OF THIS CONVERSATION!” the second one yelled.

“I’m just trying to be reasonable...” the third one said.

“Anyways, what I was going to say before I was cut off...” the first one begun again.

“Nobody cares!” the second one yelled.

“Why do we even work together when we barely can stand each other?” a fourth one asked.

“SHUT UP!” the second one yelled.

“...I’m just ready for bed...” the first one finally continued.

“You ALWAYS are ready for bed!” the second argued.

“Actually...” the third one said, butting in again.

The fifth, sixth, and seventh members of the group remained silent, rolling their eyes at the foolishness. The men arrived at their house in the woods and the trouble begun again.

“WHO’S GOT MY DARNED KEY?!” the second man yelled.

“Not I!” said the first, “I NEVER get to have the key!”

“I would suppose that they key is being held by the most responsible member of our group that isn’t me,” the third man said.

“HEY! I AM the most responsible! I think the key has been stolen when I wasn’t looking!” the second yelled.

“Well, you could ask the silent crew back there... It is kind of suspicious that...” the fourth begun.

“SHUT UP! NOBODY ASKED YOU! JUST GET ME THE KEY!” the second man yelled.

“The key is back there, I saw it on the ground and figured you’d have gone back to get it already,” the fifth man finally spoke.

“WHAT! AND YOU DIDN’T TELL ME SOONER?!” the second man yelled.

He ran, pushing everyone over like bowling pins, back into the woods. As soon as he disappeared from sight, the fifth man pulled out the keys from his pocket with a grin. All the others laughed as he unlocked the door and let them in.

“Uh... This is a problem...” the third said, upon seeing Chloe White tucked into one of the beds.