You remembered him. Although that night at Phoebe's you were drunk and your head was a haze you remembered him. You stumbled into a room and he was sitting there, a woman in a baby blue dress on his lap and his split tongue licking blood off her neck. Honestly you thought it was a dream. But you'd see him here and there. Watching you. Stalking you.

He had come into your home a few nights before. Chased you around the house. He wasn't human. And he was toying with you. Enjoying the hunt.

You would be lying if apart of it wasn't... Exciting. He always unlocked a feeling inside you. When he spoke to you...he was something else. When he touched you...you didnt know weather you should kill him or give in...

You were in the cemetery visiting your father's grave when you felt him lurking. It was getting annoying actually, all the visits. Especially here. But as you looked at him his eyes held something else. Something different. He looked like a predator. He lunged towards you and you scrambled, running and jumping over headstones and he chased you into one of the family tombs in the cemetery. He grabbed you and pushed you against the casket. You screamed for him to stop. "Let go! Please!" His grip tightened on your wrists and his body seemed to shake. His fangs ached from his mouth as his teeth were so close to your neck. "Silas!!!" As you said his name he looked at you. His shadow. His unique girl... He saw the genuine fear in your eyes. "I can't...do this..." And then... He was gone.