Midnight Air

6

Kill, kill, kill. Turn to the right, go down that hall. Kill, kill, kill. Keep walking. Smell the scent of blood; hear the sound of a thousand buzzing flies. I turn another corner. Kill, kill, kill. The sound of the words, the scent of blood, the buzzing of the flies all is getting closer. Everything is red. The walls, the floor, the light. The only thing that isn't red is the ceiling. It is pure white, the only thing not stained with blood.

I enter a small room where I see a little girl just playing with her victims' body.. She stabs him once, pulls out the knife and stabs again, always in the same spot. She pulls the knife out once more and licks the blood off of it. She does that continually for about five minutes until she can't get any more from that spot.

She moves to another spot on the body, the neck, right on the artery she cuts. Blood squirts out and stans the ceiling with a deep crimson. She takes a stake that is lying next to her, and dips it in the blood and starts to draw on her arms and legs with the blood. Die, she writes, die, die, die!

She turns and looks at me, the look on her face is of pure insanity. She shrieks at the top of her lungs, "Die!!!!!" She picks her knife back up and slits her throat right in front of me and I have no choice but to watch. I look at her and then at my own hands and feet, both are covered in blood. In my head I hear her voice echoing through my minds, "Die!!!!!" over and over again until I take the knife myself and plunge it through my heart, and I slowly die.

While deaths cool grasp comes upon me I use my last breath to shriek, "DIE!!!!!!"

A cold sweat washed over me as I shot out of bed. A nightmare. That's all it was, though it feels like an omen.

I grabbed my phone off of the side table and checked the time, nine o' clock. I glance towards the mirror by the door facing towards the hallway and into Soja's room. He started to stir. He turned toward the mirror that was in his room and our eyes met.

He looked at me with concern in his eyes. It was only nine in the morning and we had an early night ahead of us so we needed all the sleep we could get. I got out of the bed and walked over to his door.

"Purity? Are you okay? Cand I help you with something?" Soja asked with concern. I looked at him. A strange urge comeing over me like a wave of heat begging me to join him in the bed. An almost animalistic. I wanted to see him vulnerable.

"Purity? Your eye's are glazed over let's get you back into bed."

Soja got out of bed and my breath caught in my throat. He was clad in only his boxers. His chest buff with pecks and abs that looked like stone. His calfs looked strong. But the things that caught my eye the most was the bulge in his silk blue boxers.

He grabbed my arm and gently led me back into my bedroom. I could feel my nipples start to perk up at the touch of his skin on mine. I felt my skin become hot like fire. The blood in my veins lava.

Soja seemed to notice the change and gave a low growl. I looked into his eyes and noticed that his gaze matched mine in intensity. We made it back to my bed where he tried to tuck me in to leave. My breathing became heavy as I kept pushing the blankets off of me because it was too hot.

I caught his gaze as I laid in the bed and he paused for a moment before hungrily catching my lips with his. I wrapped my legs around his back as he started to lay his body on top of mine. My legs opened ready to recieve him. I could feel as his member hardened and pressed against my panties. He cupped my breasts in his has hands and my fengs started to petrude along with his.

Our nashed togther, as everything began to excalate. I hooked my fingers onto his boxers as he reached for my panties and pulled them off. I could feel as his hard member enter me and we became like animals.

By the time we had finished we were so exhausted and just collapsed next to each other and fell fast asleep.