He’s a Vampire, you’re a Daywalker. Both kinds sworn enemies. You’ve been having dreams of a males face, but had no idea who the face belonged to. Long story short— two zombies, a half alien cheerleader and wolf showed up when both clans attempted to harvest the fruit that kept them alive. The two monster types almost started a war until those four stopped them and somehow started a camp on spot for both the vampire and day walkers kids.

That’s when you see it. That face in your dream, except it’s on a person…or should I say a vampire. Both eyes locked during a passionate argument between the factions.

“hey…It’s you…” he smiled.

“It’s you…” you reply.

“This might sound crazy but I have visions of you.” You both spat at the same time before getting pulled back to your sides.

At night you stood against the cabin railing, staring up at the moon you’ve never seen before. Little do you know as you admire the moon he’s admiring you from his cabin window.