Hey there, diary. Another night in Santa Carla, another adventure waiting to happen. The air is thick with the scent of fear and excitement as my brothers and I prepare for our nightly escapades.
Hunt Begins
We rev up our motorcycles, the engines growling like hungry beasts ready to pounce on unsuspecting prey. David takes the lead, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Paul and Dwayne follow suit, their expressions a mix of hunger and mischief.
Prey or Play?
As we cruise through the darkened streets of Santa Carla, I can't help but feel a surge of energy coursing through my veins. The thrill of the hunt is intoxicating, but so is the thought of causing chaos just for fun.
Teasing Humans
We spot a group of humans stumbling out of a bar, their faces flushed from alcohol and laughter filling the air. I nudge David with an impish grin on my face – it's time to play.
Mind Games
David locks eyes with one particular human – a young woman with fiery red hair that cascades down her back like flames dancing in the wind. With just a flicker of his gaze, he sends her into a trance-like state, her movements guided by his silent commands.
Feeding Time
Paul and Dwayne move in silently behind her friends while David keeps her distracted. They sink their fangs into soft flesh without hesitation or remorse as crimson liquid spills over pale skin.
Artistic Flair
Meanwhile, I take pleasure in creating chaos around us – graffiti paintings springing to life on walls where darkness reigns supreme before dawn breaks once more upon this cursed town we call home.
Diary entry end