Suckers

Introduction

   Im running so fast that I'm tripping over my feet. I try to control my breathing but it gets too difficult. When I try to stop I can't catch my breath. My lungs are on fire and it burns. My head is pounding it feels like my brain is trying to escape. Like my head's going to crack open at any second. I start to run again but stagger and fall as a trip. I start to sob as I know it's too late. He has found me and he has caught me.

   No one knows where I am. My entire family died in a car crash 6 months ago. But I am still recovering from the trauma. This was no accident. I don't know how I knew but I have the feeling.

   I see his shoes as he walks over to me. Slowly I lift up my head to see him. He smiles down at me, but when he does there is something off about it. I can't tell what it is because of how frightened I am. It's like trying to look through fog.

   I can feel myself start to shake and I'm slowly creeping to a panic attack. I try to take deep breaths but it is no use, it's like I just can't calm down.

   The man kneels down to get a closer look his smile widening. He keeps leaning in. I try to lean away but I can't because there is a wall behind me. Now he's less that a foot away from my face, and tilts his head to the side and looks at me. Opening his mouth, he points to his teeth. What? Why is he pointing their?

   And then slowly but surely his k-9s elongate, and sharpen to a point as sharp as a tip of a needle. I stair in horror. That is not normal. What the hell is this thing. Some type of creature. There is no way on the earth that he is human.

   He come even closer and grabs my shoulder. Forces me to stay against the wall. Then he pushes my head to the side. Now he has this savage look in his eyes that makes me think he is a mad man. I try to scream, to get someone to save me. But I can't talk. He stairs straight into my soul.

   He sits like that for a long moment, and then all of a sudden I can't move my body. I can't do anything, but breath and move my eyes. I feel like I'm gonna cry. My panic attack is in full swing by this point.

   He lowers his head to my throat. I will my arms, my legs, my anything to move. But it's useless.

   I can feel his hot breath, his teeth. He puts more pressure as if he is going to bite me. That is exactly what he does.

   Feeling his teeth puncture my skin I internally scream and tears fall from my eyes. My breathing is chaotic. Now he is fully submerged, and I can feel a draining as my blood flows into his mouth. The pain is severe and I swear it's a miracle that I didn't pass out from the pain. Or a catastrophe.

   My head begins to lol. My brain feels like it's shutting down. Everything feels as if I had just been run over by a semi truck. My eyes start to droop as I go limp. And the last thing I can remember thinking is This is the last night I will live. Hopefully I can find my family in heaven....