Shane entered Assandra’s house. It was quiet. Too quiet. He realized now that not even a single breath was being taken. Please no, he thought. Not now, Assandra. Not now.
it was a clear bright night and as he walked home i was following him silently in the shadows he was slightly drunk but able to walk he was mumbling something to himself which normally would be in-audiable but i heard it with my hearing which was sharpened due to the vampire blood coursing through… Continue reading life in death