Leigh

Shh... Don't be afraid. It's just the sound of rats decaying in the damp cellar. From the deepest abyss, a crimson desire festers. The imprisoned soul yearns for blood, just as the blind long for light and the lecherous thirst for flesh. And the way to please her is quite simple: lash out at her and humiliate her to your heart's content.

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Experiment Date: @2, A.F.@1

Experiment Objective: Observe and record mutational responses of a Dissolution patient following tissue and organ grafting.

Experiment Steps: @3 @4

The experiment was conducted on the subject using tissues and organs sourced from her deceased brother, in order to observe the rejection response between first-degree relatives. The poor wretch was shot dead while evading police capture. @3 experiment was highly successful; the wound turned red and sprouted tentacles... with blood spurting out like liquid rubies.

@3 @3

The subject demonstrated remarkable endurance, refusing morphine injections.

Post-experiment, her bloodlust intensified, and her temperament became... indescribable, not a type I am adept at handling.

Excerpt from Herbert's <Italic:Dissolution Experiment Records, Group4, No. @1>

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It is an unspoken rule among the students: keep your distance from the library basement, the cemetery, and Leigh.

The pale and frail girl enjoys provoking others and then savoring their anger with quiet pleasure. Like the serpent of Eden, she knows precisely when to cast her whispered temptation: <Italic:Hurt me... Come on...>

Most of the time, she is met with nothing but eye-rolls, confusion, and curses. Only once did she finally get what she wanted, Uvhash beat her up without hesitation, and even knocked out one of her teeth. He is a man utterly devoid of curiosity about others; you asked for it, you got it, simple as that.

As the warrior strode away into the distance, a smile of pure contentment bloomed on Leigh's face. The soft morning light washed over her, it was another beautiful, sunny day.

<Italic:I still have plenty of teeth; take them all... Anyone, please, just take them all...>

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@1, A.F.@2

Dear Lord Cavendish,

Please forgive me. I took the liberty of asking Butler Frey to bring me ink and paper. I am struggling to maintain my last shred of sanity and dignity as I write this letter. Since I fell ill with this horrible disease, I haven't been able to see Mother, Bobby, or you. Missing you all is enough to drive me crazy.

I have been locked in this basement for... 353 days? I don't know. Maybe 326 days.

It's freezing here, and everything smells like it's rotting. My wounds are oozing black slime, and the rats have gnawed them beyond recognition. But it's okay. Pain is a good thing; it keeps my mind clear.

"An evil vampire," "a disgrace to the family"... locking me away was undoubtedly a wise decision. My soul has long been controlled by the devil. As I write this letter, I have just drained the blood of a deceased homeless man. Butler Frey said you had people find him on the street. Although the blood tasted a bit spoiled, I'm still glad to know that you care about me.

Also... could you give me a blanket? I have no clothes to cover myself now, and winter in Londinium is just too cold.

Even now, I still really miss the time when we were kids, spending our holidays together at Whelton House.

Your sincere sister,

Leigh

Excerpt from <Italic: The Cansington Vampire Incident, Case Summary: Evidence C-601>

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The smell of rust spread through the air.

<Italic:That is... the smell of "food.">

The girl slowly opened her eyes. Her mind was a complete blur after being injected with large doses of sedatives for so long. Lying in front of her was a beagle with its throat torn out, <Italic:Bambi>, she thought. <Italic:Or was it Bobby?>

Just as the girl was lost in memories, a sharp pain shot through her abdomen, she was attacked by her "food". The bound vagrant before her trembled violently, seemingly screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Vampire! Monster... monster!!"

Yet, the girl heard none of it. She only stared blankly, gently touching the blood on her abdomen.

A large amount of warm blood poured from the wound like slippery satin, joyfully spreading across the floor.

So, she could still feel pain. She could still bleed.

Tears slid silently down her face. She reached out with her thin, blood-stained hands, and gently cupped her prey's face.

"Next time... could you please try a little harder?"

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