Chapter Two Hundred and Fourty Nine

George Grey pushed through the crowd. It wasn't easy. The music was very loud and there was a lot of people in the hall. Saying excuse me wasn't enough and sometimes he had to push them out of the way so he could pass through.

"Hey watch it perv" a blond who had mistakenly grabbed by the waist yelled at him, thinking that he had done it intentionally.

George didn't even apologize. He needed to get out of this damn place, and when he finally did, he was relieved and he took in the much need oxygen into his lungs.

Blood.

He needed blood. He needed to feed on someone immediately because he was tired and the juniper had made him weak. His eyes searched the area. There were some people outside. People like him who had come out to get some fresh air. Some were couples who had just come out to make out. He couldn't even see someone puking; probably because she had taken too much alcohol. His eyes searched frantically for a prey, someone he could Lure to a quiet place easily.