I know you. You
were there, that night. When it happened.
Your face, it
was the scared one. And mine was victorious. You were the one
that got away.
Take me, not her, I 'm begging...
voice, I still hear it when I lose control. Why hadn't I chosen
you, after you begged so much, blood tinged tears streaming down
your face as I watched. Amused.
moon....The red moon....Blood red.....Blood.
I know why I had
not chosen you. Because you begged. You did not love her, only
desired her. I needed to teach you a lesson. And here you stand,
alive because of me. Aren't you glad? That I kept you? You should
be happy, you are not dead. Unlike that girl, what exactly did
you see in her? Quite uninteresting.
her....I'll do anything...
You are staring
at me, where have you seen me before, you wonder. I see the
furrow of your brow, the tiny, thoughts catching up to what is
reality. So naive. So very...human.
No. Not now, in
this crowded place I cannot lose control. Luckily no one has
noticed the flash of hunger in my eyes. Of the red. But you saw
didn't you? Oh yes, you saw. I see the realization creep into
your small brain. Now you know, and I have no reason to stay here
moment longer. I stride out of my seat, leaving my payment to the
waitress behind, with a few hundred as a tip. She wasn't a bad
waitress. I feel your eyes following me, I hear you formulate a
plan, your head whirring continually. You have a plan, isn't it
just too bad that I already know it?