I stepped out into the clearing, the air suddenly enchanted with scents I had never even invisioned I could smell before. I could hear melodic sounds coming from all around me. My eyes picked up the smallest details; molecules dancing all around me, particles that spun through the air, parasites I had never thought of being around me. New tastes danced on my tongue; the sweet honey from a bee hive nearby, the salty water from the ocean, and a new flavor I have never tasted before. I thought about it; it had a rusty taste, but sweet like sugar, it was almost alcohol like, but with an enjoyable tang that resonated with my taste buds. It was amazing, where would such a thing come from?
I stalked forward through the itchy, talk grass, determined to find the source of the indescribable flavor. I could smell it too, and I inhaled more deeply, attempting to drink the scent of it in. I heard a low groan and followed the sound, for the smell and sound seemed to be in the same place. As I approached, the smell of whatever it was, intoxicated me and I sped up, trying to get to it sooner, I needed it, wanted it, could not stand not having it. I let out a low growl as I got closer.
A young man was lying on the ground, blood spilling from a gash in his side, "help me," he whimpered, looking at me. I cocked me head, it seemed like the smell was coming from him and I wanted it, I leaned down and softly brushed his side, getting some blood on my fingers, I lifted them to my lips and licked it, it was amazing, an exile rating taste more magnificent than anything I had ever had before.
I had no idea what I was doing but my body knew. I felt my teeth move as two canines pushed forward. My tongue licked them, feeling the sharp, blade like tip. I couldn't hold back any longer, I lunged forward, sinking my teeth into the man's neck. The sweet liquid spread through my mouth, sainting my desire for it. I kept drinking, not capable of holding back from taking what I wanted. I kept drinking until nothing was left, but my thirst still wasn't quenched, I needed more and I was gonna get it.
I woke up, and sprang forward in my bed, sweat beaded my forehead, my shirt clung to my chest, and I forced myself to calm down my labored breathes. Another dream, this time it felt almost real. I could feel where the grass had scratched my leg, where the man had been in my arms. The blood taste was in my mouth, and I had to get it out.
I threw the blankets off of me and almost tripped over a pair of sneakers on the floor as I made my way to the bathroom. I grabbed out the mouth wash and poured some into the cap, I swished it in my mouth a few times then spit, getting rid of the taste. I turned toward the mirror to see a girl with auburn hair staring back at me, her eyes a piercing green but with dark bags under her them. I pulled my hair out of the bun it was in, curls fell around my face as I watched myself in the mirror. I licked my lips and watched as my teeth morphed into sharps canine fangs. What was happening to me?