It was a dark night and the moon it was a blood red as a young maiden walked through the forest unaware of the beast that stalked her. The trees speared to make shapes as the shadows grew darker. A pair of red eyes watched from the bushes as the maiden grew more worried. It seemed the further she went the more lost she got. As the dark menacing figure followed closer wolves began to howl as if to warn of impending doom. When she finally sensed danger she turned around to see a shadow shifting in front of her. A pea soup thick fog seemed to appear out of nowhere as the figure manifested its self. The figure seemed to step out of the fog as if formed in it and she realized that she couldn't move as if frozen by fear. The figure presents itself as the no life king the vilest bull beast Nosferatu to walk the earth. His cloak seemed to encompass darkness its self as it surrounded her helpless frame. His serpentine tongue searched her throat for the main artery of her tender throat. As her heart rate reached its peak his mighty jaws sank deep into her throat. With a cry of pain she felt a wave of adrenaline course through her system. As she lost consciousness the last thing she saw was his flaming devil red eyes. As his shark like jaws left her throat a look of satisfying victory showed in those horrible demonic eyes.