When she left to feed that night she put her plan into action. She wouldn't just stop at one this time. She needed a feeding frenzy. That should push 'sunshine and butterflies' over the edge. If she drove her mad, maybe that would work. The dark one found several victims that night and feasted past satisfaction. She feasted until she could take no more. She dragged home and didn't bother to clean up. She needed the blood to be visible. She needed to be free.