Call this a teaser chapter for my next fic…leave a comment and tell me what you think of it! There's a little more of it written but I'm still working on it. Hope you enjoy.

…She walked down the street, lost deep in thought, not seeing or caring where she was headed. As she wandered, she stumbled over a crack in the pavement. Her arms flew out in front of her and she fell to the ground. She lay for a brief moment, regaining her breath, when out the corner of her eye she saw a flashy black truck pass slowly. The driver hit the horn, a sharp tap that caused her to look upwards into the eyes of a man…a man whose eyes burned with some hidden fire…the devil's eyes. He winked.

Time stopped. She stood slowly, captivated by his gaze. Some voice in the hidden corners of her mind screamed at her to stop, to leave and run away and never return to this spot, but she knew she couldn't. She couldn't break away from the gaze of the devil. She tried to turn her head, avert her eyes, anything…but he held her. He gestured sharply and grinned. "Get in the car." She couldn't disobey…

Time meant nothing…and she felt that time would never mean anything ever again. Unable to resist, she climbed into the truck. "What's your name?" he asked.

She couldn't speak. She tried, and tried, but no there was no sound…nothing…

"Something got your tongue?"

Silence. She placed her hands in her lap and stared at them. What was she doing? No sane person would ever do anything like this…she didn't know this man… She risked a glance in his direction. He wore heavy eye makeup, something she had never seen before on a man. Her eyes traveled down to the dark lipstick, down to the black silk shirt he wore. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him smiling and she blushed, turned her face away, and looked out the window of the truck.

She bowed her head and her hair fell in her face, but she didn't brush it out of the way. The long gold strands caught the sunlight and created a soft glow around her face. The man reached over and tucked the stray locks behind her ear, still smiling. She turned farther away, not sure why she hid. Something about the man…she felt as though she had seen him before…

Shaking her head, she tried in vain to remember where she might have seen him…and then he reached over again, and this time she caught a glimpse of silver in his hand. Her breath caught in her throat…a knife, she thought…he was threatening her with a knife…and then the moment passed, and suddenly she remembered.

"Frank…" Wait. That wasn't right. She didn't know this man. Who was he? Why was she in his truck? She panicked, scrabbling for the door handle and again he reached for her, again she saw the glint of silver…and then there was nothing but blackness.

If you tasted blood and you want more, more, more, then leave me a comment and tell me so! And then I'll get off my lazy butt and post the next chapter!