1: Vampire

I’m not good at looking people in the eye—never have been. Giving speeches and having large amounts of people stare at me is even worse. So, giving a speech wasn’t my idea; it was just something that needed to be done. I still didn’t really look anyone in the eye.

Then he walked in. He made no noise, walking in from the side door. His skin was as white as his shirt used to be. His hands and clothes were dark with another’s blood. He glanced around the room, then looked at me and smiled. His eyes glowed as red as the exit sign. I couldn’t look away from them.

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