There's two more - a guy standing in the crowd beside the stands, and a cheerleader - she's less careful with the last one, and she feels her die in her hands, and she doesn't let it sink in, because she's not doing that right now, but she still stops, finally, ditching the body under the bleachers.

She's finally, for the first time in recent memory, not having to ignore that gnawing hunger that never quite went away, and she turns to see Klaus with his face buried in the neck of someone who looks like a football player, and she can't help the smile, even if her mouth is still a garish red at the moment.