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Daemon was about to follow the man into the kitchen, but was then too curious of the saddle bags that Vladimir had left by the door. He looked at the bags and bit his lip. He didn't know if he should look because it wasn't really his place to look. He looked at Vladimir and when he believed the man was looking for something to cook, he made his way over to the bags and as quietly as he could, opened one. He blinked at what he saw. It looked like bags of blood. Daemon stared at the bags and poked one, really wanting to be sure that this was real.
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