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You claw through your foggy thoughts while the man strolls toward you still. You finally form a coherent thought and blurt it out. “Are those contacts?” the man chuckles and continues to glide towards you. He replies “No, but do you like them?” You claw and struggle some more before glancing at his eyes again. The fog thickens and you become so lethargic, your eyes close for several seconds. He laughs again, low chimes washing over you. This brings you back to the present and you say yes, because this handsome stranger with the red eyes – you don’t understand how the answer could be no. His face begs compliments and his… no wait, he seems mad. All you did was wake up and, yes there, in his face small twitches, his eyes burn with contained fury and surprise? You want to ask why when he sprint toward you, faster than humanly possible. He read your mind, it seems, because he whispers, inches from you now, “I’m not human”. He leans forward and lunges. You gasp, then scream as impossible needles pierce your neck. His lips touch down around those sharp, whatever-they-ares, and he starts sucking? Yes that is the right word. He sucks and you can feel it in your whole being, the blood flows from the wound into his mouth. He moans, and the only word coherent is VAMPIRE. Clarity come sharp, as everything else floods away, He is a vampire, those needles are his fangs, and you are his victim. You sag, your limbs jellified and he pulls you against him to keep you up. The red of his eyes, understandable now, flashes before your eyes, but…no… it’s just sweet blessed darkness coming to claim you. “Not another one.” He sighs before you tumble down in the dust and sleep. | You claw through your foggy thoughts while the man strolls toward you still. You finally form a coherent thought and blurt it out. “Are those contacts?” the man chuckles and continues to glide towards you. He replies “No, but do you like them?” You claw and struggle some more before glancing at his eyes again. The fog thickens and you become so lethargic, your eyes close for several seconds. He laughs again, low chimes washing over you. This brings you back to the present and you say yes, because this handsome stranger with the red eyes – you don’t understand how the answer could be no. His face begs compliments and his… no wait, he seems mad. All you did was wake up and, yes there, in his face small twitches, his eyes burn with contained fury and surprise? You want to ask why when he sprint toward you, faster than humanly possible. He read your mind, it seems, because he whispers, inches from you now, “I’m not human”. He leans forward and lunges. You gasp, then scream as impossible needles pierce your neck. His lips touch down around those sharp, whatever-they-ares, and he starts sucking? Yes that is the right word. He sucks and you can feel it in your whole being, the blood flows from the wound into his mouth. He moans, and the only word coherent is VAMPIRE. Clarity come sharp, as everything else floods away, He is a vampire, those needles are his fangs, and you are his victim. You sag, your limbs jellified and he pulls you against him to keep you up. The red of his eyes, understandable now, flashes before your eyes, but…no… it’s just sweet blessed darkness coming to claim you. “Not another one.” He sighs before you tumble down in the dust and sleep. | ||
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Revision as of 23:44, 29 June 2014
Talk to Him
You claw through your foggy thoughts while the man strolls toward you still. You finally form a coherent thought and blurt it out. “Are those contacts?” the man chuckles and continues to glide towards you. He replies “No, but do you like them?” You claw and struggle some more before glancing at his eyes again. The fog thickens and you become so lethargic, your eyes close for several seconds. He laughs again, low chimes washing over you. This brings you back to the present and you say yes, because this handsome stranger with the red eyes – you don’t understand how the answer could be no. His face begs compliments and his… no wait, he seems mad. All you did was wake up and, yes there, in his face small twitches, his eyes burn with contained fury and surprise? You want to ask why when he sprint toward you, faster than humanly possible. He read your mind, it seems, because he whispers, inches from you now, “I’m not human”. He leans forward and lunges. You gasp, then scream as impossible needles pierce your neck. His lips touch down around those sharp, whatever-they-ares, and he starts sucking? Yes that is the right word. He sucks and you can feel it in your whole being, the blood flows from the wound into his mouth. He moans, and the only word coherent is VAMPIRE. Clarity come sharp, as everything else floods away, He is a vampire, those needles are his fangs, and you are his victim. You sag, your limbs jellified and he pulls you against him to keep you up. The red of his eyes, understandable now, flashes before your eyes, but…no… it’s just sweet blessed darkness coming to claim you. “Not another one.” He sighs before you tumble down in the dust and sleep.
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