by William stone Greenhill
Betty Butter showed up outside our door, she replied “HA! You have to share a bed with a half-mare. I heard a story about the last people who did that. They had their blood drained while they slept. Put into bags and drank for breakfast”. Black yelled “I don’t drink blood! I prefer hair, and spiders. Ant eggs aren’t half bad either. But, I don’t kill people. She’s just trying to psyche you out”.