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I am running. Looking for something.

For what?

I don't know. All I know is whatever I'm looking for is extremely important.

Footsteps pursue me.

The snow crunches underneath my feet.

Only then does it occur to me that I don't where I am going.

I open my mouth and no sound comes out. I'm afraid it won't stop following me. It's closer. Every time the footsteps come closer my adrenaline rises.

I have to find it but I have to find it before my pursuer catches me. And I'm scared that I will soon be caught before I find it.

The footsteps the are deathly close, too close.

I'm slowing down I am becoming tired. A hand encloses around my shoulder and turns me to face it, I let out a horrified scream.

The thing in front of me cannot be human, it's pupils are crimson the color of spilled blood and the irises are as black as coal. It's taller then me and can overpower me easily. The monster's skin is the color of paste and there are circles underneath it's eyes, its hair is a tangle of knots. What scares me the most is the sharp points that gleam from the moonlight under it's blood covered lips, it lets out a snarl.

I try to pull out of it's grip but it's useless, I have become prey.

It leans closer to me I scream again buts its only a squeak. My scream becomes a howl as the monster sinks its fangs into my bare throat. I can hear the slurps. This monster will devour me.

I beg the monster to let me go, it won't listen.The monster is too caught up in it's feeding frenzy. It then finds another spot on my throat and rips its fangs into the soft skin, blood. My blood is now starting to seep out onto the wonderful lace blanket of snow.

I can no longer scream, I've become weak. My knees buckle and my legs give out from underneath me. I can still hear the slurping of my blood being sucked.

My vision is becoming fogged with tears. I'm going to die. At least though whatever I was looking for will not be put through this unbearable pain.

Finally the monster shows mercy and finally retracts it's fangs from my neck. I feel myself fall right into the cold snow that is biting my cheeks.

I watch my attacker walk away and leave. Only then do my eyes finally close and grant me escape.