Digital Darkness
Ch. 4
"I Don't Drink... Wine..."
11:00 p.m., Sora Takenouchi's house
Eleven O' Clock, and usually her mother was home by now. Sora was concerned. She looked around half expecting to see her mother, cold and stiff, lying on the floor. With all the strange things happening, you couldn't blame her.
As Sora looked around the room, a small scrap of paper caught her eye. She picked it up.
Dear Sora,' the note read,
' Gone to the 25th Annual Bunny-fest in Osaka. I'll be home by Monday!
Love,
Mom
P.S. - I left 3 nights' meals in the freezer. Instructions on fridge. Be a good girl for me, Sora!'
Then again, thought Sora, There are even stranger things in this world. Sora sighed. She should have known that not even grisly murders would keep her mother away from the cutest rabbit show in Japan.
Sora posted the note to the fridge. I was much to late to eat something heavy, so she took a can of tomato soup out of the pantry and nuked it in the microwave.
When the soup was done, she grabbed a spoon, plopped down on the couch, and grabbed the TV remote. She then proceeded to flip through the channels.
"I wonder if there's anything good on?" she asked aloud, to no one in particular. So she continued to flip through channels, until something piqued her interest. "Now this looks interesting..." she said. She had stopped on a movie. Dracula. "This might be good..."
Time Elapses
"Dang, I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep again..." said Sora. It was obvious that the movie had spooked her. However, weariness and the tomato soup eventually got to her, and she drifted into slumber. Outside the window, a shadow smiled a toothy grin, and its eyes gleamed a fiery red.
2:00 a.m., Sora's House
Sora awoke rather unpleasantly, the reason most likely being that the tomato soup was past its expiration. After what seemed like hours on the toilet, she finally was rid of the pollutant in her body.
As she stumbled back to bed, she glanced at the clock. "Only two o' clock? Man, I'm in for a rough night..." she thought, as she snuggled beneath her covers.
Toss.
A howl had pierced the chill night air. "Great. The neighbors' dogs are awake..."
Turn.
"Aaaahroooooooo!" Dammit. Those dogs won't shut up.
Toss.
Suddenly, Sora heard something that sent a shiver of ice down her spine. Laughing. Someone was laughing. And that someone was sitting next to her on the bed.
"Ah... The children of the night... What music they make" said the shadow.
Now deathly white, Sora turned, with much hesitation, towards the source of the voice. It was a man, apparently White-Caucasian. He had a strong build, and it showed as his muscles rippled under his clothing, which consisted of a blue jacket worn over a red undershirt, really tight blue pants, ruddy brown boots, and a pitch-black cloak with red lining. His visage was that of a very handsome Roumanian noble, with gleaming red eyes, spiky brown hair, and two very sharp canine teeth, along with all the other apparently sharp teeth, that only showed when he grinned. Which he was doing now.
The man let out another chuckle. Sora flinched. "What's wrong, my dear? Are you afraid of me?" said a very deep and charming voice.
It was as if Sora had lost all her control. She couldn't stop the word, "Yes" from squeaking out of her throat.
The man chuckled again, but this time, more sinisterly than the last. "Excellent..." His gaze turned to meet hers, and she fell back, limp, onto the bed. She was helpless. Then, as if compelled by some unknown force, she bared her neck to him. The vampire grinned hungrily, as his fangs came closer to their target...
On the other side of the Odaiba prefecture, Taichi sat bolt upright and screamed. "SORAAAAAAAA!"
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