*A scream rings out through the city block as Bloodlust stands above a fresh corpse, his newly stained blades reflecting the moonlight. He cackles maniacally as he disposes the corpse into a dumpster* Ugh. How boring. She died as soon as I inserted the knife. Normally they last longer. *An annoyed smirk crosses his face* Oh well. There will always be more meat to the butcher...