As you approached the door you could already smell a stench of death and dismay radiating from the room. A frozen breeze came under the old oak door and seeped through your cheap fluffy slippers chilling you down to your bones. As your shaking hand clutched hold of the dull brass handle you felt an aura of fear passing from the ice cold metal into your body. You freeze for a moment, almost giving into the fear, but then you remember the freedom that proving you were not afraid would gain you. Slowly you turn the handle and force the heavy door wide open, as it moves it creaks like an ancient tree in the centre of an eerie forest.
You look around the dank musty room. The stone walls giving a monstrous vibe as you approach the four poster bed on the far wall. After what seems like an age you make it to what may be your final destination. On the bed you see blood red bed sheets under what you believe to be a corpse. You approach the desiccated body with caution, getting closer and closer. The skin looks grey, like all the colour has been drained away. All up the face and down the hands there are bulging lines that you might call veins if you did not know better, but you did, or so you thought.
You lean over the figure to look closer when you feel something grab your hand, you look back to find that this thing you have found now has a grip on you. You try to pull away but to no avail, it pulls your hand to its colourless mouth then bites. You feel sharp pain as it sucks almost all the blood from your system. As you begin to go limp the creatures face begins to regain colour and strength. It let's go and you fall to the floor.
You watch as It clambers off the bed and stands high above you before slowly bringing it's wrist to its mouth and biting, it's eyes glowing red with dark veins showing themselves. You try to scamper away but cannot move, you are too weak. Fear takes over your body as it leans down and forces it's bleeding wrist to your mouth. You try to shut your mouth but it is too late. The figure smiles evilly and gets a strong controlling grip on your neck then 'snap' there is nothing, you are dead.
You wake with a gasp and look around, feeling refreshed and hungry for something, all that you can think of is…...