I quickly keep distance from Zach who seems to be not really in control right now. His arms are not tied up and he can still grab me from where he sits.
"It doesn't matter Mandy. You can't escape, don't waste any more breath.." Zach says with a weak voice.
I look uptight straight into Zach's eyes. He just looks back, I actually expected comforting words, but none escapes him. I conceive that as a "perhaps I will kill you" kind of non-verbal communication. When I hear him groaning, it sounds like he is in a really frustrating existential crisis right now.
"You should.. you should make a.. a weapon" Zach suggests as he coughs in the meantime. "So you can.. protect yourself"
'How?!' I ask frustrated.
"First, you need to.. calm down. You need to make a.. a weapon of wood. Use the.." he coughs. "Table".
'But it will kill you!'
"It will.. only kill me when you go for the heart. Use it elsewhere"
I quickly head to the table and I try to break its leg, I don't succeed.
'I'm not strong enough!
"push the table towards me" Zach responds.
I doubt for a second but eventually push the actually really heavy weighted table towards him. With effort Zach accomplishes to break the table leg. He carefully throws it my way because I rather keep a distance right now given the circumstances and he knows that.
I need to whittle the wood, but I have nothing to use. As I look around Zach comes up with a solution.
"Use your nails to.. whittle and use the walls to polish"
I look weird Zach's way 'My nails? It will take hours!' I respond desperate.
"It's better than nothing"
I pick up the table leg and then look at my nails. Then I start to whittle. After a while my nails are hurting and I take a break. When I look at Zach I notice he looks really down.
'Are you OK?' I ask concerned
He sighs weak "I'm fine"
'You don't look so good' I respond.
Out of nowhere the man that threw me into this room enters. He remains silent and just walks in. I notice he's holding a knife and he comes towards me. I recoil and quickly walk away, trying to avoid him. But he keeps coming at me, still saying no word.
Zach slowly looks up "Stay away from her" he warns.
The man doesn't listen. Instead he starts running at me. I didn't notice it in time so he is already standing right in front of me. He grabs my hair with one hand and the other hand is holding me tight.
I yell of pain as I try to break free. 'let me go!' I groan
But the man is already walking towards Zach and he is still holding me. Then I realize what he is trying to do.. he is going to make this even more hard for Zach.
'No! please don't do this!' I beg as we stand still right in front of Zach.
He looks at my wounded left hand that has been cut a few hours ago, and reaches it towards Zach's face. I see the black color appear in his pupils, there is no shred of the green-blue color he usually has..
'Please, don't do this Zach, don't do it!' I loudly say to encourage him of getting his normal-self back.
<ZACH'S POV>
The man reaches her wounded hand towards me and I feel my eyes are starting to burn..
I'm trying to keep myself in check but the hunger, thirst and madness are all overwhelming me.. It feels like I have an hour to decide what to do. I feel my eyes are burning, it doesn't hurt but it makes the hunger feeling even worse. When the black pupil thing happens, it makes you feel the same as when you see something really tasty right in front of you, and the only thing you have to do is just to grab it, nothing more. It also makes you think it's OK to give in, and there are no consequences. Mostly of the time I seek that feeling for the thrill, but now it's completely unwanted. I'm not used to refuse this feeling..
As usual my thoughts go to the give in position.
What if I give myself over to it? It's that easy, I just have to give in and accept that I will not get out of this without collateral damage..
But then Mandy wakes me up from my deep dark decision thoughts.
'Please, don't do this Zach, don't do it!' she loudly says.
Her voice is bringing me back, but my eyes stay black. Just because I'm that famished.
<MANDY'S POV>
The man grabs my hair tighter and I start to scream because of pain. 'Stop.. please' I beg. But then Zach finally makes his move, while he is still sitting in the chair, he grabs an arm of the man and pushes him towards himself.
"I warned you" Zach says, still with a weak voice. After he said that he bites in the man's neck.
I watch in disgust, but I know the man deserves it and Zach needs it right now. A few seconds after Zach did that, he spits out all of the blood and drops the unconscious man.
"He has been drinking Petalumn.." Zach groans.
I look around, 'we need to get out of here, now. How can I get you out of the ropes?' I quickly ask.
Zach looks around and then he seems to have found a solution. "Pick up the knife". He points at the knife at the ground close to the unconscious man. "It's a special knife for Petalumn ropes like these"
I grab the knife from the ground and give it to Zach. He cuts the rope loose and arduously stands up. I notice he looks even more weak now that he is not sitting anymore..
I help him from not falling and we run away through a tiny corridor. When I open the second door I feel so happy.. we're finally escaped! I look around and notice we're in the middle of the woods and it's dark, so that's in our advantage. But: we have a long journey through the unknown forest ahead of us.
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Venom (Completed) ✔
VampireMandy Sciara. That's my name. I'm just one of the many common American girls in Atlanta. Do I have hobbies? Only if daydreaming counts as one, then yes, I have a hobby. But this time it's different. It's dreaming on a whole new level: reality, appar...
