"Come closer." The strange man in the dark alley told me.
"Why? Who are you?" I asked him. I was so scared, even my voice was shaky. But who could blame? Anyone would be as scared if a strange but god-like man took them from their bed in the early morning hours took them into a dark alley.
"That's not important." He told me, "Now, I'm going to kill you. This will only take a second." He said with a smirk on his face as he walked toward me. He pushed me against a fence so hard I know I have marks on my back that match the fence exactly. He tilted my head to one side. It felt like a white hot knife had been plunged into my neck and then twisted and wiggled around. I fell to the ground screaming when something pushed him from in front of me. They fought and I saw but only just. And I laid there, expecting the pain to slow, because he was away from me. It didn't. it spread farther and farther throughout my body. I blacked out just as one man came toward me and the other ran.
The pain was excruciating. Like I was being burned from the inside out. First my organs, then my veins, bones, and then, finally, flesh. It had lasted so long I thought it wasn't going to ever end. Was this Hell? Was this my punishment for the visions? The pain started to leave slowly, well sort of. As it got weaker and weaker in parts of my body, it burned harder in my heart and throat. It was like I was down here on Earth, while I sat and stared up at the sun, watching my heart roasted on its surface. My body started to feel better but the two areas kept getting stronger and harder to take.
I finally opened my eyes. I could see everything. But something was wrong. Why am I inside of the asylum? In my room? In my bed? Hadn't I been in the alley with the man? And why could I see every detail in everything around me? And hear everything around. I could hear breathing, but not just mine. But how could that be? I am the only one in my room and it's like 20 different people are in here with me. Wait. What's that noise? It sounds like water rushing through pipes. OW! The more I thought about that noise the more my throat burned. I should get out of bed. WHOA! I am out. I can't move that fast. Why was everything so different here?
The rushing water sound is getting louder. And I can hear footsteps. Two sets, two women. My throat is burning more and more now. The handle on my door turned and two women entered. Before I could even think, I was on the first one. The second opened her mouth to scream but I broke her neck with one twist and killed her I killed the first one when I jumped on her. I drained the blood from them in 5 seconds at most.
I don't know what happened. Its like something took over, instincts maybe, but what instincts were these? I don't drink blood. Or kill people. I remember stories like this. But that couldn't be logical. Vampires don't exist. How could I be one if they don't exist? As much I wanted to believe I wasn't a vampire, the evidence below me was very hard to argue with. I was to the window and out of it within 1 second. I need to find someone who can help me.