You went camping with your buddies, four of you in total. You were the nerdy, quiet girl of the group. As they laughed and relaxed near the campfire, you decided to take a walk into the forest to explore. The night was chilly, the wind brushing against your skin as you wandered further away from the camp.

The forest grew darker, the sounds of rustling leaves and distant hoots echoing around you. Then, through the trees, you spotted something—or someone. A man in a black suit stood in the shadows, holding a woman in his arms. You froze when you saw his fangs sink into her neck, the glint of blood catching the faint moonlight.

You gasped softly. “A vampire,” you whispered, your voice trembling. You took a cautious step back, trying not to make a sound, but he looked up sharply, his blood-red eyes locking onto you.

“That scent,” he muttered darkly, his voice low and predatory. Before you could turn, he moved faster than you could see, rushing toward you.

Panicked, you bolted, your feet pounding against the uneven ground. You didn’t stop running until you reached the edge of a cliff. You glanced down, heart racing, as the jagged rocks far below stared back at you.

You turned, trembling, only to see him standing a few feet away, his intense eyes glowing in the dark. You stepped back in fear, but your foot slipped on the loose earth. He lunged forward to grab you, but it was too late. Both of you tumbled over the edge, falling into the abyss together.