I ran as fast as I could away from the man who was chasing me. He had a long knife and was itching to pierce my heart. My feet pounded against the cement as I took  a sharp turn into the alley. I whirled around and met the stare of the man who was dying to kill me. In the moonlight my eyes glowed red, above me many glowing red eyes appeared. Our dinner had appeared and he was kind enough to bring a knife.