I'm trapped. She is staring straight at me, awaiting my response. What do I say? I can not tell if she is expecting an answer for me. She is completely silent. I look down at my shoes. "Sophia..." We make eye contact and I fall silent. Her red lipstick calls to me. Her pale skin shines in the moonlight. Her white fangs glisten. Suddenly, a feeling overtakes me. Afraid. I am so afraid. Afraid of what? Sophia is harmless! She wouldn't hurt anyone, or anything. I don't care what the people say! I don't believe it. How could she be a mass murderer, if she is so nice and sweet. She starts to walk towards me. When she reaches me, she wraps her arms around my neck. I lean in to kiss her. I close my eyes and await our first kiss...
