I am the paranoid type, and with an activeimagination, my mind began to formulate all sorts of possibilities. WasChloe having trouble breathing? In th...e instant that it took to imaginethe worst possible scenario regarding my daughter, the next moment, Ibegan to notice that something was off. My eyes shot open, and I sawthat Am?lie was staring at me. I had only seen her like this one othertime. About a month ago, I was hospitalized with severe stomach flu. Iwas unable to ingest anything, even. It had a disturbing effect on her tattoos, distorting them into monstrous, bloated shapes."My dear, dear Kat. Curiosity really bit you in the ass this time didn't it? Hmmm, maybe not "bit" exactly, but your ass is definitely being punished isn't it?" The tattooed woman only moaned a little bit differently in response. Sarah had been trying to place her face for hours. She knew she'd seen her before...Kat....Kat....Kat Von D! How in the world had her friend lured a celebrity into an abandoned. "He smiled, then returned his eyes to the road. "Okay, take it easy," he said soothingly. "I won't ask questions. My name's Ted. You're safe with me. I'll take you to the freeway." Thanks," she said. "My name's Cindy. But that's all I'm going to tell you." Right on," said Ted. "That's cool with me, Cindy. Sometimes I feel like running away myself. Anyhow, relax. Turn on the radio if you want. There's beer under the seat."Cindy had never tasted alcohol before, but she decided to try it. She felt. Still, it was not her mother tongue. Her thoughts were definitely in another language. Curious she continued to observe.The men were hunters looking for furs to sell even further south. Finally the group split up and they went off one by one in search of prey. Selene inconspicuously followed the largest of the hunters. In her opinion he was the best looking, but he was also unkempt and dirty. But in the end, her main goal was to test how human blood tasted.* * *Selene had followed the hunter.