Broken glass crackled with a resounding crunch, the only half natural sound among the beaten alleyway. Gurgling noises now take up all the available air in the space, the unruly screams coming to a cease as the man’s body slumps lower to the ground, threatening to leak all of his precious blood across the dirty pavement. 

Not that she would dare to waste any of it. Her long, parasitic tongue warps and twists as the blood pumps steadily from where she is latched onto his gaping cut throat. The assailant knife laid picturesquely innocent beside the troublesome scene in the dimming sun.