I gasped in surprise as a cold hand grasped my shoulder. My first instinct was to turn around and see who the hand belonged to. But it held me there in place. The hand reached for my hair and pulled it sideways so I had no choice but for my head to do the same. I was freaked but I couldn't make a sound,"welcome to the army" he whispered in my ear before he sunk his teeth into my neck.
I woke up somewhere dark, and wet, some muffled moans told me that i wasn't alone, in the time I was trying to get my limbs to work I reflected on the day before "the hand" grabbed me. It was pretty un-eventful, I walked the dog, i hung out at home, went to work and on the way home it happened. I should of gotten a cab. While I was lost in thought a didn't notice a dark figure walking towards me. I looked up just when...he? Approached me. "hi, I'm Josh".
"where am I?" was my answer to his greeting," and were u the one who grabbed me in the street?" I added. "Were in an abandoned where house, and yes, I'am the one who grabbed u" he answered smugly, it was like he was proud that he attacked me "yes, i am proud" he said, did I say that out loud? After a couple of seconds of staring at me, he kneeled down and picked me up,"hey!" I yelped. But I was powerless. He sighed as he put me down on a worn out pee colored couch,"OK, u may take this hard but you are a vampire, all of the people in this warehouse are vampires, I'm a vampire!".