Running from the dead.
They ran down Oscar Avenue, out of breath and sweaty from the amount of running they have done. The thing that had been chasing them, the vampire, bared her teeth, and snarled. The two girls glanced behind themselves and at each other as they ran. As the vampire's long red hair tangled up from the wind, the two girls dived into a backstreet ally, hoping that they had lost the red head. But there was an ear shattering growl. The girls took this as a warning and started running again. They were never seen, or heard, again. Those poor girls…
