The club is based off of The Docks, a club that used to be near the outskirts of Toronto, Canada. It is no longer there. For anyone who is interested to know where this story came from, it was a dream. It always stayed in the back of my head.
I stood on one of the four street light corners at the intersection not far from my house. My other three friends stood on the other three corners as we all waited for our respective lights to change so that we could meet up at the bus stop. It was nine pm and we were running a little late but that was alright. We were all excited about going out tonight. This new club had gotten a lot of advertisement lately. Not the normal way through newspapers and television but only through word of mouth. No one was really sure where the information had come from but everyone under the age of twenty-five knew about it.
There was a special pick up location just outside of town. The city bus took you so far and then it was a half mile walk to where a special bus would make the rounds and pick up the party goers. We were all dressed up. I wore a mid thigh length red satin dress with matching pumps, Jessica, my best friend wore a pair of black dress pants and a golden sleeveless shirt, while Mary and Carmen had gone with similar skirts and blouses. We stood together finally talking and laughing, excited about tonight. I for one could not wait. This club was said to be isolated in the middle of the woods. Loud music, all ages, games, rides, and food. It sounded amazing.
The bus arrived soon afterward and we boarded quickly. It was a lengthy ride to the edge of the city. By the time we arrived, we were literally bouncing in our seats. As soon as we stepped outside though, some of the giddiness faded. It was dark. It had never occurred to me that there would be no street lights. The moon was hidden behind clouds so it was very difficult to see. There was no one else on the road and the bus had pulled away. Now we stood close together all of us a little nervous. We had all heard the horror stories about girls getting snatched, raped, and murdered. "Well," I said softly. "I guess we should start walking..." As a solid formation, we began moving together.
We had not been walking long when there was a scream from the woods. We all jumped and clutched at each other. No one moved...no one dared to breath. The night was silent again and we all waited. It seemed like we stood like that forever and then we were bathed in light. I turned slowly to find two large headlights approaching and seconds later, I was able to make out a chartered bus. It pulled up beside us and the door opened. Inside the bus, behind he wheel, sat a young blond haired man. He didn't look at us or speak but simply waited. We looked at each other.
Finally, Carmen cleared her throat and asked, "Do you go to the club?" The man nodded slightly. I didn't know whether to board the bus or to run but either way, the end result made be nervous. Taking the lesser of two evils, we mounted the steps and entered the bus. The door hissed shut behind us. The bus was empty. We stood in the aisle for a moment and looked around. It was clean, and smelled nice but there was no one else on the bus. We sat in a straight line in twos across the aisle from the each other as the bus pulled away from the side of the road. None of us spoke and the driver certainly did not offer a conversation. By the time we reached the destination, the silence was deafening.
When we entered the clearing I began to notice that things were off. Things that seemed strange. There were many cars in and around the clearing. Most of them seemed abandoned. Doors open, engines running. The people who seemed to work here were all serious and strict looking. There just seemed to be a current that made the hairs on my arms stand on end. We stepped down from the bus and watched as it disappeared into the woods leaving us standing on the hardened earth looking at a large single floored building. Loud music flowed from the open door and there were lights set high on poles everywhere. Along to the left side of the building half a dozen carnival games were set up complete with prizes and behind us was a bungee cord attached to a tall platform. On the right of the building was a go cart track and what looked like a field. There was no one playing any of the games or using any of the attractions. I began to wonder if we were too early.
There was nothing really to do but go inside. There were other people here. Not an over abundance of people but a few dozen at least. They stood at the bar and a few dance on the massive dance floor. I shrugged, I was just being silly. We were early that's all it was. There were other party goers so there was nothing to worry about....right?
We were dancing....everything was normal...the bartender had given us drinks even though we were underage...he hadn't even asked for ID. More people had arrived and we were starting to have fun. We were flirting and laughing and enjoying the music. A tall and luscious man had non-accidentally brushed against me and I turned to look at him as he passed. He was dark haired and pale with pierceing grey eyes. He nodded at me and I blushed kicking myself mentally. Not long after he had disappeared into the growing crowd, it had crossed my mind that I might as well try my luck at one or two of the games and I was heading for the door. That's when things changed. It started gradually. There seemed to be less noise as time went on. Less voices and less laughter from around us. And then someone screamed. Everyone paused whatever they were doing to look. The scream had been explosive in the cavernous room. All eyes turned to a woman who stood to the edge of the dance floor.
Her drink had fallen and smashed against the hard wood floor. Her head was tilted back and to the side and a much larger man seemed to have his head buried against her throat. I grinned at Mary, someone was getting a little feisty and would need a room, I thought to myself. Then they separated. The man let go of the woman and she staggered slightly and then collapsed to the floor. The man turned just slightly and a strobe light hit his face placing it into clear view. His lips were red with crimson blood and he wiped absentmindedly at his mouth with the back of his hand. My eyes fell back to the woman. Blood pooled beneath her neck. There was a beat of stunned silence and then all hell broke loose.
Suddenly it was if a wave of human bodies were pulsating towards the single door. Both of my hands were grabbed and I could only assume that my friends were on the other end because I could not see them. The throng of people crowded around me blocked out any familiar face. There was a suffocating and crushing squeeze and then we were outside. The mass off people broke now as people began to run. I could see now that Mary and a man I did not know had my hands. I looked at the man for a moment before turning to look for Jessica and Carmen.
I heard my name called and turned. Carmen was at a car. There was a man in the driver's seat and Carmen was waving madly at us. I looked at the man once more and then dragged him along with me as we raced for the car. All around us, people were crying and screaming. They ran blindly smashing into others and stepped on still other that lay where they had fallen to the ground. It was madness. There were pain filled screams coming from inside and from in the woods. I felt tears running down my own face in my terror. We had reached the car and were about to get in when the driver turned and sneered at the man beside me. "I'm not taking any fucking fagots in my car." He hissed.
I was shocked. Even through the fear coursing through me, I was stunned. I looked closer at the man now. He was obviously gay. The tight clothes, and eyeliner, and feminine features. But so what? This was a little more important than sexual preferences. "Let's in the car!" I screamed and tried again to get in. The man locked the doors. "He is an abomination against God's will." The driver continued unyielding. "Holy Fuck, you mother fucking bible thumper!" I roared. I to this day, do not know where it came from, but I lost it. I lashed out with a vicious left hook and caught the driver in the jaw. While he was stunned, I reached in ad grasped the front on his shirt and then hauled him out of the car and onto the ground. Kicking him for good measure, I screamed at Carmen and the gay guy, "Get in the Fucking car!"
I shoved the gay guy in the front seat and then climbed in beside him. The driver had been ready to leave and the car was running. I slammed my door and we were off. I had only driven a few times before and was not very good at it but we were doing alright. I didn't dare slow down with all the others in the woods. I was terrified of what I had done to the driver happening to us. All around us out the windows we could see others running. We watched as these...creatures in human skin leapt like lions onto their prey from the tree tops or from the very ground. The screams and gruesome view of feedings were all around us. "What are they?" Carmen wailed form the back seat. "I think..." The gay man said speaking for the first time, "I think they are vampires."
No one laughed. In the situation, that was perfectly logical. What else could they be? It was then that a panicked human sprinted across the road in front of the car. I was inexperienced, I tried to swerve and the car went out of control. The last thing I saw was the car going off the road and a large thick truck looming in the headlights. Then there was pain, and darkness. I awoke to the screech of metal. My eye fluttered open and I turned towards the sound. A scream escaped me at the sight of a large pale, man ripping the door from the side off the car. I was dragged out and caught a glimpse of the others in the car undergoing to same fate. I fought uselessly as I was carried back towards the club. It was like fighting against a brick wall. There was nothing I could do to stop it.