Re-Awoken
I awoke and felt as if my entire body had been frozen. I opened my eyes and saw darkness. I reached out with my arm and felt a smooth object in front of me and as I moved my hand, the feeling stayed. I tried to focus my eyes on any light that was around but there was none to be seen. I opened my mouth to yell and felt myself start to choke. I couldn't breath. I felt with every breath that my lungs were being squeezed tightly in my chest. I thrust both my arms out in front of me looking for some kind of of hole that might help me get out. There was none and I felt my lungs begin to sear with pain and then… nothing my breathing had returned to normal and I couldn't figure out why. I knew one thing was certain and that was I needed to find a way out of wherever I was and for that I had to see where here was. I focused more and more with my eyes until I could almost see light but it was unlike anything I had seen before. I could see a container that I was in and outside that a room. Brightly lit and from what I could see was deserted.
I carried on looking around until I saw a faint line which was on the container and I reached for it only guessing as to what it was. Whatever it was it opened up and quickly my eyes returned to normal and I quickly sat up. The room was almost identical to what I had seen and I wondered how I had been able to see through the thing. I turned and looked at what I was in. It was a black bag almost, it had a zip all the way up and led from the soles of my feet to the tip of my head. I then realised what it actually was. I had seen something identical on TV when someone had died of unknown causes, it was for dead people and somehow I had ended up in it.
I unzipped it the rest of the way and crawled out of it landing onto the cold hard floor. I looked down and stared at the floor. I felt all the blood rush instantly out of my body and I tried to come to terms with what I had just seen. My reflection was gone. I had just stared at what should have been myself but instead I had seen straight through to the ceiling. I quickly got up and looked at myself. I was fully naked and was pure white. I quickly darted over to the counters and searched for any clothes or things that would cover my naked body. There was nothing but after I had started to search I could hear sounds almost beating in my head. I looked around the corned and could see a young person sitting in a chair wearing headphones and listening to quite loud music but that was not where the beating was coming from. It was coming from her but not her music, I knew deep down where it came from almost as if it was an impulse but I didn't want to believe it. It was coming from her heart and with every beat I felt myself drawn to her. I stepped closer and the beating became louder and louder until I was towering over her. I felt my mouth grow dry as I looked down upon her. My sight was drawn to her neck and the more I looked at her the more I began to feel thirsty and the more I looked the more I moved closer. I was barely inches away from her when I felt something in my mouth grow and I quickly backed away quite fast however she still sat there as if she had heard nothing. I moved my fingers over my mouth and felt that my canines had become sharper and were protruding more then they had ever before. I remembered back to that night which felt so distant from now yet the images were still so vivid in my mind. The teenagers who had shown up almost out of nowhere, silently and each all which had the same teeth as mine.
I gasped and fell back over crashing into many obstacles. The girl quickly got up and turned to see me lying on the floor. She quickly rushed over and looked at me. I had landed on something sharp and was bleeding from my hand quite badly. She picked up a bandage and wrapped it around my hand and then quickly ran off into what looked from where I was lying to be a cloak room and came back with a some clothes that looked as though they had been badly damaged. I remembered the clothes but then I felt a gripping pain that made me want 2 just collapse onto the floor the more I tried to think about that night. But then it went away the moment I got my mind off of that night and looked around the room again. She handed me my clothes and walked me to a cubicle that was used for post mortems by the amount of blood on the floor. I quickly got changed into my clothes and tried not to look at the large gash that showed a new scar I had never seen before. However I tried not to think about it as every time I looked down at it I felt my headache until I looked away.
I stepped out now fully dressed and walked over to the lady who had given me the clothes. Her nametag showed me that her name was Ann and she reminded me of someone I was sure I knew but by now I wasn't going to try and remember anything. She looked at me and started walking around me looking at the clothes.
"You really remind me of someone you know? And those clothes look like they fit you perfectly. Have you been here before and do you remember anything about how you got here?" She looked at me picking up a piece of medical equipment and looking me all over. She looked at the gash in the shirt I was wearing and saw the scar underneath it and backed away quickly. "How did you get that scar?" Her voice trembled slightly and she moved her hand to touch it.
I felt cold, colder than I was before and I felt a searing pain all through my body and I felt my arm reach out and grab the nurse's arm and I looked down at the scar which was now bleeding for no apparent reason. She screamed and fell down cutting her arm as she fell and pouring blood all over the floor. I looked at the blood and became almost overwhelmed with hunger and thirst and I felt my teeth grow again however this time they grew on my own accordance. I wanted them to grow and they did and this time I knew fully what was going to happen. I was going to feast on her just like in the myth from the books I had read in school. Hominus Nocturnus as we called it in class but we referred to them as vampires as it was easier to pronounce. They were men and women who lived in darkness and feasted on fresh human blood and all the books we read told us that it was a myth but if it were truly a myth then I would not crave blood and feel so weak.
I lunged at her holding my hand at her throat and turning her head with my free hand so I had a clear path towards her neck. My eyes flickered and I could see not just her skin but beyond that. I could feel every beat her heart did and also see her blood coursing through her veins and almost as if something was drawing me to this part of her. A single vein stood out amongst all the others and this one made my thirst become unbearable. I sank my fangs deep into her thin flesh and felt the rush of blood flow into my mouth as if I had been refilled with life and energy. I removed my head and look down on the lifeless corpse that used to be a nurse and saw the blood drip from her neck. She was dead and I was the one who killed her. Her soulless corpse lay still in my arms as I looked upon her face and saw the last moment of horror had been her death which I had done and I had done it of my own free will.