Day 3
I cant believe its been 3 days since what happened to the light. My eyes are becoming accustom to the darkness and I can now see the blurred outlines of the beautiful creatures that wish to rip me to pieces with there magnificent claws.
Unlike others that survived the first dark hour, I don't wish to look for "the light", darkness is comfort enough for me. There are few that share my love for this "darkness from hell" as they call it or the admiration for the creatures that appeared when it fell. Most call me a traitor and try to kill me, some try to take advantage of me being a girl and others just think I have gone mad and leave me to the monsters. What they don't know is that those creatures are my comrades, they guide me and listen to me. They would still kill me given the chance but I am stronger than most humans think.... the monsters know that.
My name is Blake
I hunt with monsters
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