• Preface •

【"To Survive"】

Help me...

He wakes up shaken, his forehead sweating and his body shaking. He can't see anything, the blindfold covering his eyeballs doesn't allow it, but he listens, and not exactly what he wants.

The dying screams invade his ears, do not stop drilling his skull; they are heard in a far away room, but the lack of noise where he is held captive only causes his hearing to pick up beyond what he would like.

And then the screaming stops, but instead, heavy footsteps echo through the halls. He listens as the door opens, and the creaking of possibly boots grows louder.

He soon feels like someone is caressing his left cheekbone, almost tender he would say, if it weren't for the condition he has; he gives his a chill, and a guttural gasp manifests that along with a subtle tremor.

His hand goes to the blindfold, still touching his face, and he carefully removes it.

He must blink a little, he still hasn't gotten used to the light. He can finally keep his eyes open for minutes, just a little bit, he doesn't need to look to know they're red.

The assailant grabs him by the chin and forces him to look directly into his eyes. That hard and icy vision scared him greatly from the first day he saw him.

"Did you miss me, honey?" he asks calmly, "because I do."

A sick smile appears on him when he sees his prey about to cry, he loved those blue-tinted orbs, even more so if they were bright red on the sclera and teary.

"Let me... go..." he sobs fearfully, looking at her with sorrow and anxiety.

A growl against his neck is all he gets.

"No." He demands, severe. He bites a little more into her neck, drawing another groan of pain from his victim. "Is it that you do not understand?, you're mine."

He gropes her hip and buttocks without any shame, while his neck is damaged with rough bites that he provides, feeling glorified by each whimper that escapes his opponent.

It was clear that he had no escape, besides being lost in who knows where, that monster would not allow him the right to freedom, not while he continued to manifest that obsession towards him in such an immodest way. He just had to be strong, resist against that infamous entity that some unfortunate human had procreated.

Survival was the only option.