“Ghost..?” you stammered as you looked down at him and the dead body he was leaching off of. His balaclava pushed up only over his nose as he turned to you, his blood stained lips telling you everything you needed to know.

He was a vampire.

He got up from the grassy floor and started to stalk towards you as you stumbled backwards, branches cracking beneath you. He kept his redish-brown eyes locked on you. “You have 15 seconds to run.” he growled, standing still his fangs glistening.