Midnight. Mitchell had been on for twelve hours, when he finally got off from work. It was a cold night, but what can one expect? After all it was the middle of September. He started walking home. Nothing out of the ordinary seemed to be going on. There were people in various pubs. Private parties. Girls screaming at their boyfriends and vice versa. Then as he went by the park it was nice and quiet, as usual.
Suddenly he heard something. Someone was screaming in the park. A woman. Mitchell started running. Hopefully it was just some bully, and not one of the other Bristol vampires. The woman had stopped screaming, but he kept running in the direction from which it had come. Then he stopped and looked around. There, by the tree, someone was sitting. He walked towards the tree, the person's voice was getting louder, and it was now clear to him that it was the same voice that had been screaming.
"No, go away.. please.. stop hurting me.. leave me alone.. I can't take this any more.." she whispered.
Mitchell could hear she was very short of breath. She'd probably been running for a long time, so it didn't really surprise him. He sat down beside her, and put a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, are you all right?" he asked.
"They won't leave me alone.. I-I-I can't take it any more.. it's too hard. I watched them all die.. it's my fault.. all of it.." she sobbed.
"No, of course it's not your fault." Mitchell said, even though he didn't actually know what they were talking about. He just knew she couldn't be responsible for anyone's death.
There was something about her voice. And her smell. He knew her from somewhere.
"Who's after you?" Mitchell asked.
"Th-they are.. all the time.. they never stop" she answered.
She's obviously in some sort of shock, Mitchell thought. He kept padding her shoulder, and tried to comfort her.
"Come on.. I'll get you somewhere safe." Mitchell said, while helping her up.
As they got up, he finally saw her face properly. It was her. The brunette from the supermarket. The one he had spoken to earlier today. He put an arm around her, and kept comforting her as they walked out of the park.
"Anywhere special you wanna go?" Mitchell asked.
"I-I.. I don't know.. ehm.." she said. She was still sobbing a bit, "somewhere quiet, with no people around."
"Okay.. we could go to my place.. there's only my two flatmates" he said.
"No! No! There can't be anyone around! Not a single person" she burst out in a slight panicky way, while she shook her head, and pulled away from Mitchell.
"Okay okay, not a single person, I got it.." Mitchell replied, and started padding her arm a bit more.
It's weird.. she always seems so together in the supermarket. Someone most have done something to her, he thought.
"Your place? Wanna go to your own place?" Mitchell asked her.
"No.. no.. we can't.. there's to many people!" She sobbed.
"Oh.. okay." he replied, and thought as mad to find a solution, "I know! We'll go to some hotel. Somewhere with very few people, yeah?"
"Okay.. I guess.. if you can find su-uch a place" she said.
They walked for a while. It seemed as if she had finally come down, but every now and then, she suddenly started sobbing and panicking again. It happens every time we pass places with people or noise, Mitchell realized. Maybe she's a vampire? That would explain a lot about her behaviour, and what she said earlier about killing people, and all that.
Finally they got there. Some small hotel, that looked like it hadn't been used for years. And worst of all was the name. The Shining. Who in their right minds would name a hotel that? Mitchell thought.
Something I do not like to write, is pronounciation, studdering, stuff like that.. I don't know why; I just don't want it to come off as fake.
I think this is the chapter so far (out of four) that I've written in the shortest amount of time.