“It taste so different than the others. It taste so much better than the others. It taste like…..life,” he smiled. ‘I wanna keep this darling blood for myself. I wanna keep seeing your pained expression for eternity….” he trailed off looking at the blood that kept dripping from her neck, sliding down her fair skin and staining her shirt. Her breaths were shaky as the pains that spread through her body were still hurting as if he just did it. Alison was in pain, in horrible, excruciating pain, but what he said, the word he used pained her heart and soul: “eternity”.

The man grabbed her neck and lifted her up in the ear with a tight grip on her. She felt helpless. She grabbed onto his hand with her one good arm, gasping for breath and digging her nails into the flesh of his cold, pale hand, but it seemed to not faze him at all, instead he chuckled and smiled with satisfaction. “You're never gonna die. You and me are going to live a happy life of complete torture,” he smiled evilly, with the eyes of a psychotic, monster.

And he pulled her in for a bite.

The end..