Vladimir ripped open the bag of blood. He drained the bag viciously as if it would be his last meal for awhile. "The Hell if I know who did this!" Vladimir's calm, happy, joking demeanor had been vanishing since this morning. Vladimir slammed his fist on the table cracking the table. "Rosalind, Medoh...I am doing the right thing? Protecting creatures who just harm others? I have to be...don't all living things have a given right to live?" Vladimir slumped in his chair. "When I find whoever did this, I going to tear them limb from limb for putting all of us in danger. "Thank you, both of you." Vladimir said in a depressing tone before leaving the dressing room he needed sleep. Vladimir went his carriage. Vladimir laid down in his bed. He always laughed the idea Vampires sleeping in a coffin, yet tonight he didn't find it amusing. Vladimir stayed awake the whole night. Walking around the circus area. After walking around the Circus twice Vladimir shot off into the forest, continuing his walk.

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[B]The next morning[/b]
Vladimir had come out of the woods. His mind refreshed. Then, a strange scent hit his nose. "Blood." Vladimir muttered. He speed off to the source of the scent. "Shit..." Vladimir cursed. "Another Human...dead." Vladimir sighed. He needed to clean up the evidence before the police....or worse came. Vladimir ran into the circus encampment to get a shovel. While running he passed Jean, in which it appeared he was coming from the restroom. "Monsieur Brouillard. I need your help." Vladimir sprinted to get two shovels. When he returned he looked at Jean, "Follow me." Vladimir brought Jean to the body he just found. "I highly doubt you did any of this. Shapeshifters don't have any lust for killing humans. I feel like I can trust you and Rosalind only in this whole ordeal. Everyone I thought I knew....They're all suspects. Anyway, Jean I need to get his body far away from the circus. I can carry the body, and you at the same time and cover good distance. I'll be right back." Vladimir game back with a little thing of gasoline and a box of matches. "I'll run 8-9 miles, bury and burn the body."

Jean got on Vladimir's back without a second word. "[i]He can trust me...I feel honored. Maybe he'll be willing to listen to me from now on.[/i]" Jean smiled. He felt happy for the first time in a very long time. 

"Do you know why we need to exterminate this body?" Vladimir asked starting to run at blinding speeds. "There's an old saying, Every dead body that's not exterminated, gets up and kills, the people it kills get up and kill...Think about it." Vladimir said.

While thinking about this idea, Jean felt Vladimir suddenly stop. They then both started to dig a hole. After the hole was big enough for a body, Jean dumped the body in a whole. Next Jean let Vladimir pour gasoline on the body and then light it on fire. Jean stood there watching the body burn. For some odd reason his head started to pound. Then as soon as it came, the pain went away. "What do we do if Hunters find us all out?"

"I am taking precautions to make sure that won't happen, Monsieur Brouillard. If worse comes to worse, we maim the hunters and flee." Vladimir replied. Soon the body finished burning and nothing left was the scent of burnt flesh and a pile of ashes. Vladimir started to refill the hole. When they finished the filling the whole, Vladimir had Jean get back on his back. They soon arrived back at camp. "Now that's taken care of get back to work!" Vladimir smiled at Jean and walked back to his carriage hoping to get a few hours of sleep. He was exhausted at the moment.