My stomach caved in with an eerie force… the effect of the last sunset I will ever see.

I always loved the sun, going down to the local cove and soaking it up on the beach.

It was the best.

But that all changed when I met them. There were four in total, four very attractive men that I met walking the streets at 1am. Anyone and their mother would tell me it was a bad idea to engage with them. They couldn’t possibly have been up to any good, and as a young woman I was putting myself in danger

I wasn’t naive, I knew I was at risk approaching them, but being on the edge of danger felt good. We became friends and that buzz remained for weeks.

Until one bit me.

My insides began rotting away, my skin became pale and sensitive and my stomach shrivelled up with hunger.

This is the last time I’ll see the sun from this cove. I’m now plunged into the night with a craving for blood that will never be quenched.