Prologue

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The white lines across the roads that lead to who knows what. But the thing is that in the night something might happen as it always does. A full moon and not many people are outside.

 

 

A young girl is outside is outside walking alone as she's going home on this dark night. The stars glimpsed at her multiple times guiding her way towards her house. She was a christian and knew God would be with her everywhere she would go. She walked as she was texting on her phone when she hears a noise, the sound of a snapping twig. The sound echoed in her ears multiple times as her heart began to race at the frightening noise. She turns around and sees nothing there but a snapped twig on the cement sidewalk. She continues to walk when suddenly, something zooms past her scratching her neck.

She drops her phone, and the sound of her screen cracking echoes. She brings up her hand to feel the warmth of her blood. All over her fingers there it slid down, the red plasma. She stood still and examined the blood. Soon she was knocked to the ground by a pair of hands, she fell onto her knees, as she got up the blood on her hands were stained on the ground. Something grabbed her neck and pulled her down so she couldn't see the things face.

"Goodnight Princess," It said.

It bit her neck, it sucked the blood out of her, than when it was done it dropped her bloodless body on the ground. It speeded off in the darkness.

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