He led me to a pure white room, inside was just Lucy, asleep on the narrow hospital bed. I sat down and stared at the marks on her neck.

They looked like- ? Bites? But what kind of animal could do that in a few seconds?

It made no sense.

'Im going to get a cup of tea.' Dad announced, and moved off, leaving me alone with her.

I stared at her peaceful face a second, then suddenly, she sat bolt upright, screaming. 'He's coming back! Oh my god! He's gonna find me!' I managed to calm her down before the nurses came running.

'Whos coming back?' I asked her carefully. Her fearful eyes met mine, and she shook her head. 'He's coming back.' She whispered, and then she closed her eyes and didn't open them again. I frowned. What the hell was that all about?

I sat down heavily next to her; she was asleep again- maybe they'd pumped her with too much morphine that were causing her to hallucinate-?

I knew myself that it wasn't true.

They made me stay in the hospital for another days; they moved Lucy from intensive care, and into my room. In that time, our other friends came to see us; Krystal Williams, black haired and brown eyed. Amber Mira, with her auburn hair and amber eyes, and Emily Sarafina, blue eyed and blonde haired- typical bimbos at times.

I heard them before I saw them; they were giggling.

I slyly opened on eye and saw them peeping out of the small glass pane in the door at DI Sam Raven. I smirked, tiptoed out of bed and sneaked right up behind them.

'Got you!' I yelled, making them scream and fall against the door. Raven looked round and frowned in amusement at them. 'You know' I mused 'You really shouldn't spy on police- no matter how hot they are.' I laughed.

They turned to me. 'Did you have to do that?' Emily gasped a hand on her chest. 'Some of us have a weak heart." I grinned. Amber laughed. 'I see you're better.' I nodded. 'Never been better.'

'So, how was the trip?' I asked them, once they had exchanged hugs with me and the now awake Lucy.

Amber laughed. 'Weird- they told us the story of the place.' I leaned forwards, interested. 'Ooh; do tell.' She rolled her eyes, got up and walked over to the window, closed the blinds then switched the lights of and returned to sit on her chair, her amber eyes were lit up in excitement.

'In the year 1801, there were three boys, their names were forgotten in time.' then her voice got spooky. 'They were the damned.'

Emily snorted in laughter. 'The what?' Amber turned to her, spooky voice back. 'They were the undead.' Emily rolled her eyes. 'Undead? How scary (!)' she laughed. Amber continued. 'They were vampires.' I laughed and rolled my eyes this time.

I wasn't a big fan of them, although all the others were suckers (hehe… suckers) for the films and books. I wasn't of the same mind.

Amber continued. 'They were the local troublemakers. The family was ashamed of them, and in the end, turned them into the local hunters- their own flesh and blood, because one of them killed the daughter of the mayor.'

We were all silent for a second, and then Krystal said in a hushed voice. 'Then what happened?' we all laughed. 'It's only a story.' I laughed. 'Yeah.' Amber laughed too. 'Well, they were trapped by the hunters, and took to a hidden place in Sandown Woods and imprisoned beneath the ground. There have been many searches for them, but nothing has ever come up to suggest its true- it's a local legend.'

I felt cold now; Amber was good at telling stories in an ethereal way.

I started saying 'Yeah, bu-?' then the light snapped on and the door banged open- we screamed and jumped about a mile into the air.

'What are you girls doing?'

it was my dad. Breathing raggedly, we all stood up. 'You do pick your moments.' I laughed. He frowned. 'What?' the others laughed. 'Amber was just telling us the story of the Banes. You know? That derelict mansion on the edge of town?' he laughed now. 'Yes, I know. I've got a book about it at home, you'll have to find it and read it.'

We looked excitedly to each other. 'Thanks Mr. Celeste.' Amber grinned. He smiled. 'Its nothing… by the way- you two can leave. Your all clear, I was just coming to tell you when you started screaming at me.' I turned to Lucy- to my astonishment; there were slight tears in her eyes.

'Whats up?' I asked, surprised. She wiped them away and smiled. 'Tired. Cant stop yawning.' I laughed- I knew the feeling. 'Let's go home.' She nodded slightly and followed us out the ward.

Ambers dad met us outside, he took the others home, even though my dad insisted that he take Lucy at least- her dad refused, laughing. He was so much like his daughter; same amber eyes and crazy sense of humor.

So, I got silently into dads 1987 dark blue ford mustang with black hood- his most prized possession. Waved to my friends, who turned out the car park and were gone.

We left straight after.

Finally, we turned into Georgia's Crescent and pulled up outside the house. 'Home' I thought gratefully, opening the door and getting carefully out.

It was snowing lightly now and causing me to look as if I had a bad case of dandruff. Dad turned the engine off and walked to the front door of number eight, and opened it with a swift turn of a key.

From the outside, it looked like we were in the middle of a forest, with giant fir trees surrounding us, the tops of them covered in a fresh layer of spun silver, and only a narrow ice track that lead to the outside town; Secluded in our own little world.

There were only a few other houses stood nearby, one was Lucy's, the other probably some mad old woman whom I'd never spoken to, and didn't really want to.

We went inside; the day was just starting to turn to night, the twilight was settling in. Even though there were heavy snow clouds' almost covering the sun, it managed to send out a faint ray of blood red light, making the snow look like it was encrusted with rubies. When we got in, dad took of his brown faux leather coat, and hung it up on a hook behind the front door.

But I was shaking the wet, disgusting snow out my hair; the inside of the house was still the same- the white leather sofa, the 42-inch plasma telly, and other essentials. (Well, to me, the only essential's that we needed at the moment, was a towel, hairdryer and brush)

I deposited my bag on the sofa and made my way upstairs. I trudged up the spiral stairs, when I arrived on the little landing, which had deep, blood red coloured walls and a soft cream carpet.

There was six rooms all along it- if left to my own devices in the dark, I would quickly get lost. I went straight onto the end, and then turned left.

There was the dark oak door in front of me, taking a deep breath, I turned the metallic gold handle, and walked into my room.

It was still the same as I left it; king sized, double black bed, my telly on a bracket on the wall, my black sofa pushed against the north wall and computer on a new desk.

All my books (which were a lot) were in a new bookcase, which almost completely covered the east wall. With a sigh, I finally turned my attention to my balcony, which was situated between two massive windows. I turned to it, pulled the thick, dark gold curtains from in front of it aside and stared out at the view; swirling snow was obscuring my view of the ocean, which was lit up like it was on fire behind the heavy clouds.

I sighed again and closed them again.

The next day was Friday, school.

Thanks for the interest guys! Feels extremely weird posting this up after sooo long lmao. Hope you keep faving etc X Nic