We watched in horror as our friend turned the corner and bumped into a vampire. He hissed at her and bared his fangs. “Come to me”, he said. His voice filled with promise and desire. Anne moved up to him. She was so close she felt him breathing on her. “Bare your neck to me and join the undead”, he whispered. She did what he asked by moving her long hair to one side of her neck. “As you wish, my lord”, she said. He lunged for her throat, sinking his fangs into her neck. He drank and drank until…. She was bone dry. He let her lifeless body fall to the ground. He looked down at the body for a few moments and then he gazed into my eyes. “Come my queen, the night is still young and you still have to feed” He said. I smiled, baring my long, beautiful fangs and said “Yes, but remember I’ll do whatever I please.”, walked into the night.