5:12. I left Casey alone with his retaliation snack, which was most definitely cold and disgusting and congealing, and his YouTube shorts.
I ignored every single person I came across in the maze of hallways in the basement, including Ginger. She tried to touch my arm and I slapped her hand away. Pissed her off. I sighed as she hurled insults at my back.
Once I was upstairs, the overpowering scent of blood grew weaker and weaker with every step. None of these bloodsuckers came upstairs during the day. Why would they? They weren’t allowed to f**k with Jesper or with his employees. I, on the other hand, liked Jesper. I wasn't sure if he genuinely liked me, or if he was just scared of me. I thought we were buddies. And I craved human interaction. Real human interaction, not with something th
