~The Vampire Adamantine~

What kind of animal had rummaged threw this place? How had it killed so fast? How had it killed so silently?

I just cared about Carter though. Please still be alive Carter…please.

“You…I’ve been looking for you…come into the living room.”

A voice had appeared, but I couldn’t tell exactly where it was coming from. It seemed to be coming from everywhere. It was coming from in my head.

It was a woman’s voice. It had a thick accent, as though foreign. Of course I couldn’t put my finger on it. I was so afraid of the voice. My body was shaking. Every part of me wanted to run out of the front door, but instead for some odd reason I found myself following the voice…to the living room.

I stepped over the bodies, tripping into the living room.

I ended up on a body that looked quite familiar. It was an old friend of Carter’s that was in his band actually. GOD NO…GOD HELP ME! I was covered in his thick blood as I stood up.

I shut my eyes.

I never was very religious but I found myself praying, “The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not be in want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures…”

“Open your eyes child. Look upon me.”

“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,I will fear no evil: For thou art with me; Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.”

“OPEN!”

As I did, I saw something so terrifying. Something I didn’t expect at all. Probably the last thing that I expected.

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