...Running, I was running. Running through something dark, something I couldn't make out. Something was behind me, something I didn't even believed in. Something dangerous, lusting for my blood. A scream. My scream. It echoed through the halls of a castle. An old castle. The last thing I saw was a pair of red glowing eyes...

I opened my eyes at once.
It was a dream
Just a dream.

I had this dream for one week straight now. It was always the same setting. I would run. He would follow. I would run faster, he would gladly do the same. I always would lose this game. I always would die. He would bite me and drink my blood. I never was able to see what was happening afterwards, but I assume he kills me.

Getting up, I catched a glimpse at the old house opposite of my appartment. It stood empty for almost 10 years now. But now there were people unpacking things. Curiousity caught me and so I grabbed my coat, slipped on my shoes and got outside. The cold wind blew through my hair. A tad nervous I moved closer to that house. It was dark inside and there were no trucks that would tell any bypasser that someone was moving. Maybe the truck did already leave?
There was just one person in sight. It was a young man. His strawberryblonde hair shone in the moonlight and he wore a small, black head with a red and a white ribbon attached to it. He had a slim figure but still appeared manly. Catching myself walking closer towards the mysterious man, he turned around staring me directly in the eyes. And then I realized it: He had exactly the same eyes like him.

I froze immediately. I stared. He stared back. I gulped, he smiled revealing two fangs. Was it really him? No. That couldn't be. Dreams mean nothing. Dreams are irrational plays of my imagination. I'm sure the would be a scientific reason for that.

"Hello!", he said smiling. Calm down Nikola! It's just a stranger! That has nothing to do with the dream. Pull yourself together and don't be rude!
"Hello."
Awkward silence.
"Uhm... My name's Vadim! Vadim Popescu!", he said smiling. Those fangs... Don't stare Nikola...
"Err, nice to meet you Vadim.", I hesitantly answered.
"I just moved in!"
"I can see that."
"yeah..."
"So, It's late...I should go back to my appartment then..."
"Yeah, good night then..."

And with that, the real nightmare was just about to begin...

AN:
sooo... this is my first story. It was more a spontaneous decision to upload it... I just wrote it in school beeing bored and I didn't plan on uploading it. I'm not a native speaker, so please please don't judge my poor English.
If you like the story, let me know! :D