Ara : I Know...

Prologue: Meeting in the dark...

I was pushed to the ground in front of a dark figure and held there by another.

 “What is this?” I heard a soft voice.

 “This is the young blood that you desire? Is he to your taste?” The shadow that held me down lifted my chin to the dim light.

“He won’t due but maybe I could use a snack later. Put him in my room and bind him there.” The shadow that leaned over me turned and left. 

I was lifted by my arm and pulled down hallways and through doors and up stairs. I was forced into a room. My hands were bound to the bedpost and my captor left me alone in the room. The soft click of the closed door meant I was looked inside. There was little light, only the full moon that shone from outside.

I pulled at my bindings but they were snug and I could not loosen them. I tried everything but nothing could free me from my ties. I looked to my surroundings. The dim light played with my vision. It felt as if the shadows moved about the room but nothing was there.

Sleep tugged at me yet I kept my eyes open. The dim blue light that begin to creep into the room meant the day was breaking. I wondered how long I would be kept. Just then the door opened. I looked there but seen only a shadow.

“Who are you?” I asked. I clung to my bindings.

He sighed and closed the door behind him. “Does it matter?” His voice was just a little louder than a whisper.

He began to approach me and I drew back in fear. He sat on the bed just inches from me. His features were shadowed by the soft light. He reached forward and took my chin into his hand. He pulled me close so our faces were just a breath away from each other. His touch was cold.

“I could hear your racing heart ByungJoo.” He whispered. “What you are thinking is probably true except I won’t kill you in such a gruesome manner. You can keep your arms and legs and your head. I just want your blood.”

“What are you?” I asked when I seen a light in his eyes like a feline who’s eyes catch a light.

 “I am not a feline.” He caressed my cheek.

~Why is his hands cold?~

“My hands are cold because I am the undead.” He says in a voice as cold as his hands.

~He can hear my thoughts.~

“Just as loud as if they were coming from your mouth.” He pulled his hands away.

“How do you know my name? I never said it to anyone here.” I fidgeted with my ties.

“You ask me that after I just read your thoughts?” He stood up from the bed. “Your fear seems to be dissipating. You don’t fear me anymore or is it that you don’t see me as a threat anymore?” He turns his back to me.

I keep my mouth and my thoughts quiet.

“I know everything about you ByungJoo. Your parents abandoned you at an early age. It was so early you don’t remember their names. You are forgetting their faces. You are street smart. You are very good at pick pocketing because you were never caught yet. You sleep in this little alleyway next to a restaurant. You sit outside back and a waiter takes pity on you and steals food for you. However that waiter is no longer there. So you haven’t had a proper meal in days right?” He turns to me. “Why would I want a starving youth’s blood? The taste itself would not quench my hunger.” He crosses his arms. “I can set you free. Any talk about me would result in nothing. People would think they are only the ramblings of a street person who might be on drugs. Who would believe you? I can take your blood and give you peace in death.Or I can give you shelter as my slave. You would never have to live on the street again nor would you have to wonder when your next meal will come.” He sighed and uncrossed his arms. “However I’m not that kind.”

I opened my mouth to speak but in that instant he became like a blur and he pushed me onto the bed. My bound hands were pushed over my head. I had no time to fight him as his lips were pressed to mine.I felt a pinch at my bottom lip as he bit me. He had me pinned. No amount of fighting would save me as he sucked in my bottom lip.

He pulled away after a minute and I could taste blood at my lips.

“Your fear is back.” He wiped at his lips. “You taste good. Maybe I have use for you.”

“What are you going to do?” I asked.

 “Shh….The day is coming. Sleep.” He waved at me.

Instantly my head and eyelids felt heavy. Everything went dark.