I’m not quite sure how I ended up here. All I know is I have to be very still. Otherwise the people behind these flashing lights and sirens might attack without a warning.

I really don’t blame them, I am standing in the middle of the road in the dark of the night covered in blood. I’d attack me too. Looks like I’ve been sleep walking again. Great, Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, he decides to show up again.

Now I just need an excuse to get out of this current situation. Leave it to Mr. Nice Guy to cause the trouble and leave me with the mess to clean up. He always does this. This isn’t my first rodeo waking up to a situation like this. Although this is the first time I’ve been left covered in blood.

The police approach me first after giving me the commands to raise my hands in the air and lay to the ground. Safety first. All at once I’m immediately placed in handcuffs, asked question after question and having paramedics check my injuries.

Turns out a lot of the blood was mostly mine. Plus I was stabbed in the leg, so this is a first. Mr. Nice Guy must be angry at the fact that someone finally injured him for a change. I just wish I didn’t have to feel all the pain.

After several grueling hours of explaining to the authorities that I’m a sleep walker who’s body is being controlled by a sick twisted vampire named “Mr. Nice Guy”. They of course don’t believe me. No one ever does.

They assume I’m mentally unstable and admit me to a hospital. I just wish someone would believe me. Looks like I have to move again. I’ll drift off to sleep in my room knowing that Mr. Nice Guy will show up and break us out of here. I wonder where I’ll wake up tomorrow.