His pale, polished skin stood out from the shadowy scenery of the alley. He clung on to the youthful young woman, one arm around her waistline and with his alternative palm on her chin, had her neck exposed, displaying the two massive veins like a lavish feast.

“Is this what you want!?” “Is this what you seek?” “This curse, this lust!?” His tone was

assertive yet gentle and somehow vigorous at the same time.

The suppressed melody coming from the back exit of the night club occupied the silence. I did not know what to say. I suppose I hadn’t considered the slaughtering.

“No, you have not.” The Vampire acknowledged.

He’s in my head. I realized.

“I am.” He returned.

His eyes went black as I shook. Why was I so fearful? This is what I craved.

His tantalizing fangs extended as he lifted his head back and snapped forward like a mousetrap. His black eyes never breaking contact with my own.

The young woman's bright blue eyes widened, she squirmed. What was hardly fifteen seconds seem to creep. I could see her soul drift away as she sought to cling to this world. Just like that, she was emptied. Her torso released by the Vampire. Hitting the ground with a thump. Being on beat with the suppressed melody.

“You wish these to be yours?” He smiled with his now blood painted fangs. “If you require them. You can have them.”

My body tensed up, and now I was on the welcoming end of his bite. My neck was out for all to observe, my soon-to-be deceased eyes matched with the young woman's as she lay down there lifeless. Still such blue eyes. Even more beautiful in death it seemed.

Complete darkness arrived, then suddenly complete freedom.