I walk into the foggy midnight
Cold and lonely
I grab my jacket tighter around my body
I look upon the opening street and see a man walking towards me
I turned around and walked as fast as possible
I feel the cold wet air on my hair and face
I look back and I don’t see the figure anymore
I relax
I look forward and bump into something
The man in front of me looked at me with black eyes
He placed his cold fingers on my chin gently as If I was made of porcelain
I was about to scream but he placed his bony finger on his lips and whispered “hush, my dear”
He moved my head to the left exposing my neck
Two white teeth pressed on his lips and quickly bite into on my neck
The pain kept getting worse and worse
as the man sounding like a cat lapping milk
feeding on my neck
then everything went red
and coldness was the only feeling