6:09, the clock read. Twilight. It had finally come again. The only time I could leave the small house in Jasper, Indiana to venture outside into the inky blackness. In the twilight, no one would see the deep red hues of my eyes, the deathly pale skin, or the quick movements that my body made as I traveled through the town. I stayed in the shadows, until no one walked down the outer strips of the town. I breathed in, the scent of blood throwing everything off-kilter. It was hard to deny the thrist... read more
