he almost qualified as one in one of the books I had read, Generation Dead.
I had a dream about the three adults I had seen in the woods, there was something unusual
about them. They all glared at me, shouting, daring me to run, but my legs were stiff. They
reached out to touch me, when I awoke from my slumber, covered in sweat. I clutched my
heart, checking there was still movement. My head hung down in shock and I could feel the
tears streaming down my face. My book was open, which caught my eye; I was sure that I had
closed the book.
I hauled myself off the bed, being carefull to be quiet. I closed the book now, as if it
was giving off a foul smell. I looked around carefully, smoothing my fingers around my
mouth. I knew somebody was there, and I couldn't help but call out, I didn't know it had
been me at first.
It was the female I had saw in the woods. Her eyes were gleaming red, which matched her
amazing hair. I backed away, sensing danger. She reached out, but restrained herself.
" So your the one I saw in the woods the other day." She said to me, barely loud enough for
me to hear. "My, you are something."
She ran a finger down my stringy, short black hair, licking her lips. My body was in freeze again, as if she had locked me into her grasp. She reached for my neck now, pulling me towards her. I stumbled obediently, her lips touching down to my pulse. I felt a sharp pain, as if she had bit me, and I held back the cry I so badly wanted to scream out. It was like nothing I had ever felt before; then she left me, laughing in satisfaction.
I had to get out of the house, it was suffocating me, my lungs were shutting down. I managed about 5 metres before my whole body collapsed onto the pavement. I vagely remember soft voices, and beingf hauled over somebody's shoulder.
