The sky was grey and the wind was loud this morning.
On days like this you'd expect everyone to be inside, safe from harm but what happens on these days have been completely normalized in todays society that no one bats an eye when the hear screaming from an alley way followed by someone leaving it with red stains around their mouth.
It all started 100 years ago, or at least that's what they tel us in school.
There was a sickness that spread like wild fire throughout the globe. It hit everywhere but it didn't effect everyone.
It brought its victims to deaths doorstep and left them there.then suddenly they would disappear for a few days and come back as happy as ever.
The death rates during that time period were astronomical.
People reported seeing people feasting on others necks ,which at the time made no sense to anyone so they claimed it was a rumor with a false narrative of cannibalism.
They were close but obviously not close enough.
20 years from the start date (2040) the government had had enough of the fatalities caused by this disease and had finally decided to tell the public the truth.
Got to love the government.
Everyone was using words like monster or night terror but no one was calling them what they really were.
They descend from Dracula himself.
How?
We have no clue but somehow they were able to replicate his "disease".
Vampires
That's what they truly were.
At first the public tried to play it off as a joke but that did not work in their favor.
Pictures and videos of these vampires started surfacing and they tried to write them off as A.I but A.I could never replicate blood that looks that real and Teeth that look that sharp.
A couple years after that the government started to try and control these vampire , to no avail.
They met with someone who was believed to be their "leader" and discussed a couple of ground rules.
Victor Ordani
They get one week out of the year to wreak havoc with no consequences.
It's just as stupid as it sounds.
Trusting them in any way shape or for is stupid...or at least that's what my dad tells me.
So far they have followed those rules.
I've lived through exactly 19 of those weeks and I haven't gotten into any trouble yet.
I haven't even met a vampire yet through all my years of living.
My dad has though. I guess you can call him a hunter? It's more like a police force for vampires that's developed over the years.
If hunters catch a vampire hurting someone when it's not that one week they hunt them.
My dad won't tell me what he does to them after he catches them but the look on his face when he gets home from doing so is all the explanation I need.
The first week of summer is that one week.
The year is currently 3020 and that first week begins next Monday. It's currently Friday.
My name is Amelia Johnson and this is my story of my last week alive.
