It was dark. The room was lighted by a single lilac candle. Nicole was in panick and shock. "Oh my God, oh my GOD! What's going on? Amy are you there? I'm scared." Nicole fiecely hugged Amy, almost squeezing the life out of her. "Ok, you can let go of me now." Nicole let go and was crying. "I don't want to die!" "It's only the power. Your mother probably forgot to pay the electric company." "No we paid that last week. I'm scared!" "Ok then. That's different. Something has to be wrong, but what?"
Dracula watched the girls. The girl with the blonde hair was screaming. He chuckled, it was so funny. Amy was calm and trying to figure it out. Oh how he loved her with all of his undead heart. He wanted to see her again, and this was a perfect moment.
Amy heard the front door open and close. "What was that?" Nicole asked, her voice frantic. "I don't know, but we better find out." All was quiet, until they heard a voice. To Amy he sounded familair.
"Hello my dears." Nicole screamed. "I didn't mean to frighten you," he said reassuringly. "You look familiar. Who are you?" Amy demanded. With a blink of an eye the man had flung Nicole across the room making her unconcsious. Amy was totally suprised. "What do you want?" She turned around facing him. As much as she had wanted to do that, Amy would not let a stranger come into their home and kill them. "I adore you from afar. Your voice is like an angel," he paused for a moment," and I want you." Amy had never had an admirer before, but somehow his voice was so soothing. The man came closer to he, holding her in his arms, and kissing her neck. Amy felt as if she were in a trance. Her head was on his shoulder, and yet she felt so calm. SHouldn't I be panicking or something? What is he doing to me? It feels so...good. Her eyes were closed as he was slowly kissing her neck. All of a sudden Amy felt a sharp pain in her neck like needles, but worse. He was draining her. "Stop it! Stop it!" she managed to saw with him biting into her neck. Warm blood trickled down her neck like rain. Amy felt herself fall into an abyss. Everything was black.
Dracula enjoyed the taste of her. She was so sweet. He realized of what he had done, and couldn't believe it. She was almost dead, he had drained her of almost everything. "Don't remember me even if I love you. Don't remember me."
Amy was on the couch when he left. Nicole was awake and groggy. She didn't remember anything, except that they were attacked. She found Amy lying on the couch, and she was pale. She heard footsteps coming from upstairs. "What's going on don there?" "Mom, someone came into the house and attacked us. Amy's on the couch and she's pale. We should get a doctor." "I guess you're right. If we don't then we'll get blamed for it."
Dracula watched form the window. Her stepmother was cruel, but her stepsister might have a little more heart. He regreted doing that to Amy. He could still taste her blood in his mouth, and he shivered at the thought of it. He would have to see Amy another time. She would not remember anything, not even him.