Be paralyzed in fear
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As he approaches, all you can do is watch. He's right in front of you now. | As he approaches, all you can do is watch. He's right in front of you now. | ||
| - | He puts a hand around your waist and uses the other one to brush the hair away from your neck. His eyes are locked onto yours | + | He puts a hand around your waist and uses the other one to brush the hair away from your neck. His mesmerizing eyes are locked onto yours. You finally manage to get a word out. "I...I" |
"Shush now", he says. You can't help but obey. His eyes have become dark red, and his already long incisors have elongated. He finally breaks eye contact with you as he lowers his head. You feel two sharp pricks on the side of your neck. You struggle feebly, but you're entirely within his power. | "Shush now", he says. You can't help but obey. His eyes have become dark red, and his already long incisors have elongated. He finally breaks eye contact with you as he lowers his head. You feel two sharp pricks on the side of your neck. You struggle feebly, but you're entirely within his power. | ||
Revision as of 05:40, 1 October 2009
You try to say something, but nothing comes out. You're paralyzed with fear.
"Not much of a talker, are ve?" He says, as you open and close your mouth. "Vell, I suppose it's too much to ask for a little conversation vith your dinner." He chuckles at his pun.
As he approaches, all you can do is watch. He's right in front of you now.
He puts a hand around your waist and uses the other one to brush the hair away from your neck. His mesmerizing eyes are locked onto yours. You finally manage to get a word out. "I...I"
"Shush now", he says. You can't help but obey. His eyes have become dark red, and his already long incisors have elongated. He finally breaks eye contact with you as he lowers his head. You feel two sharp pricks on the side of your neck. You struggle feebly, but you're entirely within his power.
Something wet; blood presumably, runs down your neck. You gradually lose conciousness, and then you die. The vampire of the von Furchstams has claimed yet another victim.
