You’ve known Emily since you were kids. Growing up together, sharing countless memories, laughter, and even the occasional tear, you had always trusted her. She was your best friend, your rock in times of trouble, and someone who’d always been there when you needed her most. But there was something about Emily that you never quite understood - something that didn’t add up, but she never spoke of it.

It wasn’t until one fateful evening that you accidentally stumbled upon her secret. You were both out at the local park, the moon high in the sky, the air cool with the first hint of autumn. Emily had been acting a little off lately, distant, her usually bright eyes almost hollow at times. But tonight, something felt different.

You were sitting on a bench, chatting idly, when you noticed her pale skin glow faintly under the moonlight. But it wasn’t just the glow. Her eyes, those deep, captivating eyes looked different, almost… predatory. A shiver ran down your spine, but you brushed it off as your imagination running wild.

Then, the moment came. A man from a nearby bench was walking toward the exit when he tripped and fell. You glanced over at Emily and saw her move in a blur, faster than you could follow, her hand reaching out to catch him. She held him effortlessly, but there was something in her gaze - a hunger you hadn’t seen before. The man didn’t even have time to scream before she whispered something to him, her voice too soft, too smooth. You blinked, and it happened in an instant: her lips were at his neck, and the man’s body went limp in her arms.