You are walking through an long dark allyway when you nottice you can't see anyone. Then you hear footsteps, you can't see where they are comming from but they sound like there coming from everywhere.
Then out of a dark shadow steps a figure. He has untidy bronze-coloured hair. He look very boyish, with chalky pale, skin. He has very dark eyes and dark shadows under those eyes - purplish, burise like shadows. As if he was suffering from a sleepless night, or almost done recovering from a broken nose. Though his nose, and all his other features, were straight, perfect, and angular.
But this was not the reason You cannot look away. You stared becasue his face was devestatingly, inhumanly beautiful. It was the kind of face you never expected to see except on the airbrushed faces of a fashion magazine. Or painted by an old master as the picture of an angel.
As he walked towards you, his walk almost knocked you brethless, you would expect to see it on the runway, not in a deserted allyway.
His head leans towards your neck and suddenly he bites you and sucks out your blood. As you final memory you see blood - your blood - dripping in crimson drops from his mouth.
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