Daniel Reaving
Thirty Thousand Club
Isabella sat there on her bed as she stared down at a screen of a laptop and typed rapidly as massive black tendrils moved around the room rearranging and changing the room to her liking before she stopped and the tendrils stopped then she sneezed loudly and rubbed her noze. "Damit i think I'm getting sick already...... I need to feed." She said as she got up and left the room. "Heyyyy!!!! Any one around!!!" She called looking for a meal