Prologue
I walked out into the crisp fall air, my breath showing itself with every breath that I took. I began the walk from the record store to my car which was a couple of blocks away.
I walked out onto the sidewalk. I began my tread to my car.
Without as much as a single thought, I could feel a hand on my shoulder. I looked around to one side of me. When I turned to the other side, I could feel myself being dragged into an alleyway.
I tried to call for help but the sound of my voice was muffled by the hand that was placed over my mouth.
I closed my eyes. I was going to die. I just knew it.
At that very moment, I could feel a pierce of my skin and warm, sticky liquid trickling out of my throat. Something was feasting on me, suckling every inch of blood out of my body, draining my body of my blood.
When it had taken what it wanted from me, it fled, leaving me in the alley to die.
