You swear you could barely remember that day. You were both twelve when you decided to play in the woods after school—just you and Taylor, wandering and laughing through the trees on the edge of your town. Then, in the span of a blink, while you bent down to gather some leaves, Taylor simply vanished… and you never saw her again.

Around ten years later, you returned to your hometown— because obviously, your family had packed up and left only a week after Taylor disappeared. The first thing you did was visit the Swift family. You saw how they had never stopped searching, never stopped fighting to bring their daughter back, even though the police had long given up, writing it off as a bodyless tragedy.

That night, you decided to return to the woods. You couldn’t explain why—only that something was calling you back, pulling you there to finally close a chapter. You went with your headphones, your camera, your phone… and no real hope.

You finally found the spot—the last place you ever saw her. You crouched down again, picking up the fallen leaves, and found your old ring, the one you thought you’d lost… when you heard rustling. And… your name? No. It had to be the wind. The trees thrashed like a storm, and you felt eyes watching you. Maybe a deer, or some forest creature?

You lifted your phone’s flashlight and turned around. The glare was blinding—you had to shield your eyes. White. That’s all you could see. Pale skin. A face both ancient and familiar. A long, slender body… and two fangs that no human could ever have.