It's after one, and in the dead of night, you're suddenly dead of night, you' In the haziness of what you think must be a dream state, you venture to return to slumber, but something doesn't feel right. Unmoving, you let your eyes wander around the room, the darkness mingled with shadows emanating from the streetlight outside the window. Nothing appears amiss you listen carefully. Aside from passing cars, it sounds like your room. But still, something seems off. The fine hairs on the back of your neck suddenly stands on the end and you feel a sudden chill. Your gaze lingers on the far corner of the room- the darkest corner. Like a fog upon the moors, the kaleidoscope of your imagination takes control. Is someone or something there? There's no movement, and all remains still, save for the increasingly loud ticking of your clock. As your fear begins to dissipate, your body relaxes and your minds eye starts to see the frivolity of the situation. Taking a final glance at the dark corner, relieved by the knowledge that all is well, you roll over and close your eyes, enveloping yourself in warmth and comfortable in the temptation of sweet dreams to come. As your breathing settles into its regular gait, you fall into sleep. Only then is there motion in the dark corner, a faint rustle, and then a shadow that emerges from the blackness like a whisper with a fleetness beyond reckoning to the human eye. The shadow is now hovering over you, lithe and cloaked. There's little other recognizable shape, save for a quick flash of alabaster skin as a deft finger pushes aside the hair that covers your neck. You hear a deep inhalation, as the vein in your neck throbs.
You've just had your first encounter with a vampire!