'Where am I?' Kira asked, edging out from underneath the covers someone - he? - had pulled over her. Not that it would have done any good against whatever he and the other creatures at the warehouse were. ' She glanced down at herself, but of course, her gun was nowhere to be seen. Only Kira's survival instincts kept her from saying, 'Bull shit. 'Do not fear, you are safe,' were his first words, spoken in an oddly accented voice. Now she found herself awake in a very normal-looking bedroom, still in her ripped, blood-spattered clothes, her stomach wound miraculously healed and her kidnapper sitting in a chair across from the bed. At some point during the roof-jumping, she passed out. Kira had always been afraid of heights, so that fear, combined with dizziness, shock, blood loss, and vertigo, proved too much. Yet her kidnapper had flown away from that warehouse, then performed several impossible roof-to-roof leaps while holding her as if she weighed nothing. Even if she wanted to rationalize that all of the above had been her hysterical misinterpretation of a traumatic event, humans sure as hell couldn't fly.

And humans couldn't tear people's heads off without even touching them.

Humans didn't have fangs or eyes that glowed fluorescent green. Humans couldn't recover from the butchery she'd seen when she'd gotten her first clear look at the man lashed to that pole. As impossible as the notion was, it was the only logical explanation. It meant everything she'd seen was real, which meant the man who'd kidnapped her couldn't be human. Kira knew she wasn't dreaming, or hallucinating, or crazy.

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