John pants as he feels around in his mouth. He had disappeared from the mess hall that night, and you couldnt help but search for him. He could smell you.

"I cant...hurt them.."

John could smell your precious, precious blood around him. His body needed blood, and you happened to be the only one around. The only one he wanted. He felt so guilty.

He had one taste before, and now he wants nothing else. But before you knew it, you felt a pair of eyes on you in the dark of the woods.