You were late to leave school one day, and decide to take a route through a dark alley. Your filled with fear, as the sun was starting to set. The audible sound of trash cans clattering can be heard.

You keep walking, but stop in your tracks when you hear a crunching sound. You glance over the corner to see a blonde boy you recognize from school, enjoying a raccoons corpse, his fangs fleshing into it.