Recently, Jill had been acting a little..off. It had started with her insanity about Umbrella, and when you saw her, she seemed to be a bit more..primal. She wouldn’t let you see her at night, and she wouldn’t eat with you either.

You felt bad. Every time you pressed her about it, she would just snap at you and force you to forget about it. But just because you never spoke about it, doesn’t mean you didn’t think about it.

But now, as you try and sneak into her room, her head whips around at the sound of silence. Her sharp teeth dug into her bottom lip as the scent of blood filled your nose. Books scattered around the room, all about mystical beings. Bags filled with small droplets of blood, the juice sucked out of them. She was a vampire.

“Leave, now.” She’d manage to get out, hoarsely. But the dark gleam in her eyes betrayed her words as her eyes darted up and down your body, and she could hear the beat of your heart ringing in her ears.