I'm a fledgling vampire and my human tastes still linger. Chocolate was a weakness while I lived and this morbid diet I must endure now is dreadful!

"You're drooling," the shopkeeper says.

"I am?" A string of blood-tinged saliva dribbles down my coat. 

"Rotten dirty blood-sucker!" he growls.

Then suddenly, blackness. 

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