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It's raining today. I like it when it rains the smells are overpowering. The water washes everything clean, down to its barest form. Hunting in the rain is always more fun. Humans are always willing to share their umbrellas with a nice looking stranger. Huddling close under the umbrella I almost lose my mind with hunger as we race to the nearest dry shelter which is usually a door way or some other cozy corner. As they stand there trying to warm their self from the chill of the rain I place my jacket around their shoulders. They think this is my way of helping them regain their warmth but, it is actually my way of binding their arms so they can’t fight back. I have always prefered to bite from the back, the sudden rush of adrenaline when they realize what is happening always makes the blood much sweeter. Once I have finished with my meal I leave them resting in their dry place for someone to find when the rain stops. Sometimes I stay close by so I can hear the screams upon their discovery. Yes, I really do love when it rains.