Mark: The Whisper That Would Never Come.

I sat in my room, eyes closed in deep concentration. I was waiting for a whisper to come, for a voice to whisper the fututre. But that whisper would never come. I opened my vibrant blue eyes, my pale face fell ever so slightly. I was the only one in this enormous, luxurious hotel. I was alone, again. I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge door, intending to find blood there. But the fridge was bare. Again. I had been living rough for decades. I sighed, and went into the lobby. Was i the only Hunter alive? Maybe it's because I'm a Vampire. Either way, I was the only one that was brave enough to face Hunters Hotel.

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