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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Strider_Koln" data-source="post: 4727704" data-attributes="member: 78265">Koln winces in pain as the fire creeps closer. He shoots up at the pain and exclaims: "Ow! That hurt! Oh God, what was I thinking?! This would hurt like hell." He feels a small weight on his leg and looks down, seeing Socrates and stuffed-Socrates looking back at him. "Hm, think I need a few moments to collect my thoughts..." He sighs, about to lay back down to think, but he looks around at the collecting flames and figures that now may not be the best time.Koln immediately gets to work, taking out his wallet, money, and leaving it behind along with his phone. He contemplates for a moment if he should also leave his hat but contemplates against it, it'd just become ash anyway. Before leaving he remembers to leave behind some teeth... gritting his teeth he smacks his face repeatedly into the hot floor until he feels a molar or two wiggle. He reaches into his own mouth, screaming in pain as he rips out one molar after another by the roots, dropping them onto the floor. It aches, but it's shortlived, as he feels new teeth start to regenerate; perhaps being a vampire is not so bad.He then smiles and scoops up both Socrates and stuffed-Socrates, and scrambles the hell out of the apartment, out of the top window, down the ladder and into the night back to the bus stop to get back to the dorm.</blockquote>