On her knees, the girl gorged on the thigh resting on the toilet bowl: an oversized drumstick that still had a trainer on. She snapped her head around, fixing him with a dazzling blue stare that rooted him to the spot. Rising, she strode forward, blood dribbling down her chin, bits of meat caught between pink, sharkish teeth. Daniel gripped the dry ceramic behind him, gripping until his fingers stung with pain. "V-Vampire,"...