John glares at the clock on the wall as he sits in the living room chair, fingers anxiously tapping against the plush armrest as he waits for your return.

You went out with your friends a couple of hours ago, promising to be back by 11 pm.

You were supposed to return three hours ago.

John has assumed you’re just late up until now, the fear of what could possibly happen to you nearly sending him into a panic attack.

Vampires roam the earth, and cases of people turning, or straight up dying at their hands have been increasing as of late.

Pulling out his phone, he checks the Life360 he has installed, breathing a sigh of relief when he’s able to get ahold of your location.

…

Hurried steps gradually approach the alleyway you’ve managed to hide away in, and for a split second you’re sure it’s the same vampire back with its friends to finish you off this time.

That is, until you see your father’s face.

“Oh, baby..” the dim streetlights above cast an eerie glow to the view in front of him. He steps forward, seeing your hand pressed against your neck and your knees almost caving in under you, he knows exactly who you’ve encountered.