His tan skin stood in a dark contrast to the fading light. I neared him, the cold air making my skin goose bump. My breath came out in heavy pants. He smiled a cold, ruthless, horrifying smile, and ran at me with something glinting in his hand. There was a moment when everything stopped, time slowed to a crawl, I saw the thing he was carrying, and my heart stop as the knife came closer. Even with time slowed he was still fast. I couldn't move, only stand there as the knife was plunged deep into my stomach and the pain made my mouth open in a silent scream of pain. He laughed like a happy, but insane, school girl. My vision started to blur as I caught a glimpse of the assailant, and his fangs. I slumped over so my chin landed on his shoulder. He pulled the knife out and I fell to my knees.
"Antonio... You're a-a- " I muttered before I fell over and unconscious onto the ground, blood pooling around my body.
I awoke gasping for air, 'It was all so real' I thought to myself as I regained composure. There was a pain in my gut exactly where the knife had stabbed me in my nightmare. I pulled up my thing nightshirt to reveal a thick line about an inch long right above my navel. I ran my hand over it phone rang startling me from my thoughts; I leaned over to answer it when it stopped ringing just inches from my hand.
"What the fuck...?" I said staring at the phone. Another phone rang, this time it was my cell. I reached for it but it too stopped when my hand was mere inches from it. "What the hell...?" There was a sound from the kitchen that sounded like something shattered. Grabbing the revolver from my nightstand (I m paranoid, blame years of a mafia influence) I stalked my way silently to the kitchen. There was a broken glass on the floor but no signs of anyone.
Another noise caught my attention, from the downstairs bathroom. Something else shattered and I stalked my way to it, there were no noises and the door stood closed. The light was on but no shadows moved. I stood next to the door and threw it open shielding myself with the wall. Nothing moved, peering into the room another glass was broken, but now there was writing on the mirror in red paint?
Lovino Vargas, You cannot escape! We will find you and blood shall be spilt.
"What the hell," I said softly before a scream echoed down the hall.
"FRATELLO!" Feliciano called running from his room and running me over. "There's someone in the house. I saw them, I SAW them," Feliciano started crying
"Feli, get the hell off of me!" I half dragged half carried him to the living room, my revolver still in hand. "Now then, explain what they looked like."
"I don t know exactly. They had on a black cloak, and I never saw their face, but when they saw me looking I saw something shiny underneath its hood. When it jumped out the window I saw what the shiny thing was, it's teeth, Lovino, and it had fangs!" Feliciano began crying even more after recounting his description.
"Feli, look at me. Where did it go?" I said urgency in my voice; he just looked up and spoke softly.
"Antonio's farm," He hung his head and I stood shocked.
"Feli, take this," I handed him another gun. "Remember what grandpa taught you about it, if the thing comes back, shoot it. I'll be back soon," With that I ran out the door into the night, chasing a demon through the shadows.