Episode 2: A Haunting


A shriek came from a teenage girl, who was running for her life. Her heart beat fast. Her blonde hair blowing behind her as the wind rushed through it. Panting like crazy, she didn't stop for a moment. The alley way was dark, and the stench from the polluted city was everywhere. Her pursuer stayed directly behind her as she tried to quicken her pace. Farther into the night she ran. She couldn't breathe from the pressure of an attacker almost at her back. Her voice wheezed as she tried to scream once more. Nothing came out. Dumpsters and garbage cans passed her as she took a sharp right turn to try and lose the man that was on her tail.

She hid in the shadows of a doorframe, leading into a building by the alley. She took deep breaths, calming her nerves. Her face was pale, but her cheeks were cherry red. Trying to silence herself, she held her breath. Her blood shot eyes darted around frantically. When there was no sign of any person in the alley, she stepped out of hiding. Step by step, she power walked back to the main street. About halfway back she scanned her surroundings. Slowly she turned on her heel to see if anyone was there. Anxiety made her heart beat faster as she started hearing breathing. She was pretty sure it wasn't hers. Turning her head in line with her body, she faced the other direction. Nothing. She thought maybe she was being paranoid. Taking in slightly fresher air, she released a sigh of relief. She turned around again to walk back home.


A man with dark hair and bright blue eyes stood in front of her. She stepped back, but her heel bent and she fell hard on the ground. She crab walked backward as he walked forward.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you", he said in a deep raspy voice.

The girl quaked with fear, knowing that she couldn't escape his grasp now. He moved down to her level and put a hand on her face, gently rubbing it across her rosy cheeks. He could feel the sweat rolling down the side of her face.

"It's okay. I just want to talk."

"What do you want to talk about?" her voice shook with nerves as she said this.

The man rested his arms on his crouched knees.

"I'm looking for a certain… girl that you might know."

The girl looked at him awkwardly.


He smiled a devilish grin that showed his teeth. Long, dagger sharp fangs grew out of his gums over his regular teeth. Her eyes widened.

"Skye Hunter."

Her jaw fell. Then she closed it and shook her head.

"Never heard of her."

He leaned over her, making her lie down on the cold black tar.

"I know that you were friends with her. And I know that you know where she is, so you'd better tell me. Or else…"

He showed his teeth again.

"Or else I get the pleasure of killing you myself."

The girl didn't know what to do next. Either way she was going to die.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, you don't need to know that. All you need to know is that I'm looking for her, for… personal reasons. I'm an old friend you see, and I'm sure that she'd be glad to see me."

He moved back a bit to crack his neck. The sound made her sick, but it gave her the opportunity to escape.

"Bite me!"

She kicked him hard in the chest and rolled out of his reach. Standing up quickly, she ran in the other direction, back into the labyrinth. She looked around quickly to make sure that he was still there. He sat there glaring at her with glowing eyes. She continued running. Oh no! Dead end? How is this possible? There was a corner there before, wasn't there? She turned around again.


The man stood in front of her, his eyes as bright as the moon and his teeth like jagged spikes. Before she could do anything, he grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her head to the side. His teeth pierced into her skin. Blood gushed from her veins into his mouth. She couldn't scream, she couldn't move, and soon, she couldn't breathe. She flopped to the ground as he walked into the night. He wiped his mouth and licked his lips. The taste to him was sensational. He disappeared into the crowd in the streets, and left her to choke on whatever blood she had left.