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A scream echoed through the night air as a woman burst from the treeline into a meadow. She was covered in dirt, blood, and sweat. Her heart was pounding, her legs were aching, and she didn't know if she could run anymore. As she got to the middle of the clearing she stopped and panted for air. Her lungs felt on fire, and her legs were just about to give out, but she had to keep running, as much as her body willed her to stop, to take a rest--just for a second-- she had to keep going, or it will get her. Just like it did him.
As she just was about to get running again, she heard a stick snap, just from the treeline in front of her. Her head snapped back up facing where the sound was just to see the brush move. She moved her head frantically, looking for any sign of movement, but the darkness hindered her vision, only having the light from the moon illuminate her surroundings.
A sardonic laugh erupted from all around her, freezing her in place. But before she could try to run the opposite way, her body started getting hot, it wasn't like she was overheating, it felt like she was burningfrom the inside out. She tried to scream, anything to alert someone of her whereabouts, but nothing came out. Her voice was gone, only creaks and squeaks could escape her.
The burning suddenly tripled in strength causing her to collapse on herself all the while staying as silent as a mouse against her will.
A figure emerged from the treeline, chuckling at the suffering of the human. Not much could be made out of the figure, as the moonlight seemed to avoid the being entirely, shrouding it in shadow, the only feature seen was piercing blue eyes.
The figure looked down on the woman in some sort of pity. It was a twisted pity, like the one you feel for the prey of a hunt. The woman stared into the figures' eyes, crying and mouthing please, as if they were a mantra.
As the figure crouched down, a set of sharp canines were on full display for the woman. Fear enveloped her, and suddenly...
She screamed.
COUPLE DAYS LATER
A man stood at the entryway of the newly bought house. He gazed at the housley, yet oh so mysterious vibe it gave off. It wasn't a big house, but not a small one either. He wasn't like his brothers in that aspect, as he preferred a more cozy atmosphere to live in, no matter how short the stay was.
He traversed the halls, boxes lining the floors, as he had yet to unpack fully, and headed towards his new bedroom, which was one of the places that he had unpacked fully. His bedroom wasn't really decorated, but he'd get to that later.
He grabbed a semi-formal suit from his closet and got ready to take a shower. Afterward, he grabbed his car keys and drove to the nearby high school. As he arrived he decided to check his phone to see if his suspicions were correct.
'Mystic Falls High School Math Teacher Found Dead by Animal Attack at Nearby Park Along with...'
The male sighed and exited his car, heading towards the office. As he entered he was greeted with a middle-aged woman with too much makeup on and a low-cut top showcasing her cleavage. As the woman spotted him she quickly adjusted herself in a futile attempt at trying to make herself more appealing.
"Is there anything you need sir?" She purred.
He awkwardly smiled all the while cringing at the woman's obvious lust, "I'm new to town, and I was wondering if there were any teaching positions open, particularly in math?"
The woman smiled broadly and shook her head. She grabbed a set of papers from her desk and asked him to fill them out. Once he was done he got up to leave, but a well-dressed man entered and smiled at him.
"Hello, sir. Enrolling a child into our wonderful school?"
"No, actually I was applying for the math teacher job." The male smiled.
"Oh really? Shirley, hand me his papers please." As the principal looked over the males' papers, he became increasingly impressed with the males' resume. The principal looked up and smiled.
"You're hired. I'll see you in a couple of days Mr...?" The principal asked, shaking the male's hand.
The male's lips stretched into a cheshire like grin. Not that the other individuals would notice it.
