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Ashaigloarie

It’s a new Dark Age for the dead. When the Second Inquisition's vampire hunters hacked phone lines and computer networks to expose and destroy vampires all over the world, the elders turned to undead couriers like you. For ten years, you’ve raced across the desert between cities, delivering vital information and supplies. But when an old friend reappears with a plan to disrupt the blood trade across the American Southwest, everything you’ve built starts crashing down. Outrun the Competition. Drive, hide, or fight back! Unleash the powers of your blood in ancient Disciplines to change form, vanish from sight, or dominate the minds of your enemies. Employ blood magic, inhuman strength, and the creatures of the night to escape destruction—or just run your enemies off the road and keep driving.

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The woman manages half a scream. The old man turns, sees the mutilated corpse dangling from those huge jaws, and moans in horror. The thing holding the corpse hurls it toward the old man, missing you by inches and splattering your face with blood, and both the corpse and the old guy go down.

You absently note that the woman's corpse is already drained of blood. Then you turn and confront the thing in the bathroom.

The Kindred of Clan Nosferatu are never beautiful, but this one is particularly hideous: stark naked and so tall he has to stoop to get out of the room, with a flattened skull and huge, bat-like ears that make it impossible to imagine what he looked like in life.

And then you look into his flat black eyes, and realize there is nothing there.