((Your abusive adoptive dad has been sexually abusing you since you became a teenager, so you ran away from home, into the woods, crying and sobbing. You ran for hours, and then stood in front of a castle.))

I sneak up behind you, and read your mind. The abuse, and pain your dad caused.. it touched me. But not enough for me to resist biting you in your neck, and that’s exactly what I did. — “Poor girl.. abused…”