It was another boring day in a new place, in a new school and in a new house. Those damn classmates were pestering him again. He tried to restrain himself, but the thirst was getting bigger. He wanted revenge.

Jeff was walking home. The road was lit by dim streetlights, it was dark outside. Evening. The teenager was thinking about something. The boy himself did not notice how he tripped over a stone and fell on the asphalt, dirtying his white sweatshirt.

"Damn..."