The Proper Role-Play

I move, and slowly manage to get into a crouching position. I pull out my flask, take a gulp, and get to my feet.
 
Yellow blind eye turns red and allows me to see a shadowy figure of my self. "Where am I......" eye turns cloudy blue and I see normally in my right eye, blindly.
 
Burning, you haven't been accepted yet.

I take yet another break from building my project and walk out into the streets, bored from so much work. I find Tess and a bunch of bodies. "Marcus again?" I ask Tess, gesturing around.
 
Marcus dreams about his rampage throughout the square. He was appalled, he had always known he evil but never that evil. Marcus realized the only thing keeping him from going all out was the challenger to his call. Marcus then woke up in a cold sweat and stayed awake in his coffin for a couple hours
 
"What?" I say to the stranger. "I'll help with the bodies and make sure no one else gets hurt, for now. Keep safe." I tell Tess.
 
Marcus gets out of bed drinks a vile of blood and goes out. The only thing to do is surrender myself to them. He walks up to smighters front door and knocks solemnly waiting. He thinks oh boy why did I think of this but continues knocking because it's the right thing
 
"Well," I reply, matter-of-factly, "At the moment I am without a home. I am willing to pay." With my free hand I pull out a bag of western gold coins from my pocket.
 
"Hm..." I say to the stranger. "What is your name? Also, go with this girl to my house and write down what you would like it like." I gesture to Tess.
 
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