I pounced on the old woman with vicious intent.She had angered me with her snide and sarcastic words.I had with me a small paring knife I had found in the rubble of my house, and now I used it to cut the hag's throat.As her blood began to run down her neck, I brought Penelope over to drink her fill with the hope that this new infusion of blood would rejuvenate her and return her to me as she had been.Unfortunately, it was not to be.I drank as well, with a savage rage directed at the ...