Decius awoke, still emerged in bathwater clouded with the blood of both himself and his last victim. With a groan he raised his stiff body and looked to a tarnished pocket watch for the time, noting with displeasure his pale shoulder graced by an angry and bloody gash.
"10:45...?" he thought, His guest was earlier than he had feared, for a moment worry took him. For centuries he had been entombed, trapped by his enemies, not having fed or contended with the hunters of his kind. It was unfortunate that this one had found him before he was prepared. In this state he couldn't hope to win a prolonged fight, his only hope laid in this simple trap, and the recklessness of a young hunter, the scene downstairs would sure lend to that. Yes... with this he would do alright tonight.
He reached for the firearm that the man sprawled across the floor had shot him with, this would counter his current infirmity. The gun was soon pointed where he knew his guest would appear. Silence was all that he could hear outside the door, he was sure however that beyond the threshold tonights entertainment awaited...
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