A Vampire's Charm

An Eye For An Eye

Claire's POV

                   I shrug the white lab coat on, making sure the Nike sneakers are tied correctly. They're a size too small- but who was I to complain? At least I wasn't naked anymore.

                "Thanks for the clothes." I say lazily, glancing over my shoulder. There she was- the remaining woman strapped to the metal slab, naked. Her arm was leaking blood all over the damn thing. Her eyes were heavy lidded as she lie there, limp, and bleeding out to death.

                  I bend down to the ground and pick up the detached, bloody, small hand. As I stand up and walk over to the door, I look at her just one more time.

                  "You know-" I start. "You really should've just made that deal with me." I say. She doesn't respond, still panting on the cold metal slab. I shrug.

The game had just begun. It was a race- lets see how fast they can find me missing. If they find out fast- they just might be able to save her life. If not- then lucky me, and not so lucky dead her. I adjust the white lab coat onto me, and put the palm of the hand on the scanner. I hear the door click open as it slides to the side, granting me access to the halls. I smirk. They really should update their security.

                 Someone might just rip off someone's hand and escape.

                    The hallway only goes to my right- this was the last room at the end of a hallway. I keep walking casually in my doctor clothing and brush my hair out of my face. As I get to the end of the hallway, I notice it splits in two directions. The one on my left leads up to a stairwell- and I have no idea what the one to my right leads up to. All I know is, in every video game I've ever played- the villain is always at the top. Always the last obstacle. I need to go to the stairwell and walk my butt all the way up those flights of stairs.

                I make my decision and turn to my left, I stop abruptly as I hear screams.

They sound agonized, as if they were being tortured. Almost similar to my screams from earlier. I slowly turn and face the hallway to the right. I bite my lip and think it over.

They let out another long scream, and I decide to check it out. My blue fire dances beneath my fingertips, and I grin. Feels good to have at least one weapon.

I walk down the hallway until I see a glass room. There's a glass door also. This is the room where the screams are coming from. I frown as all I hear is pained gasping now.

"You bitch! I'm going to rip you to-" the male voice gets cut off as I hear a slap echo in the room. I hide behind the wall, and peak my head near the glass to see into the room.

The first thing I see is a female on the floor. She's pretty, her brown skin is flawless, and her head is shaved. Her full lips are open, as are her eyes. But I can tell she's dead. She's ripped open from the chest down to the stomach, guts spilling out. I put a hand over my mouth in disgust and feel a couple strings tug at my heart. She's also naked.

I force myself to look further into the room, and I find a man strapped down to a metal slab- similar to the one I just escaped from. He's pale in the face, and his blue eyes are filled with tears. I don't have to look further to tell- he's also naked. He's crying, eyes not wavering from the woman on the floor. He has a red mark on his face- probably where he was smacked just a second ago. His strong build is struggling in the metal straps as he lets out a roar.

"I'm gonna have pleasure ripping you to-" he starts again, pain evident in his voice as his eyes flicker up to me. He looks at me with hatred- but also confusion at what I'm doing. Why would a doctor be peaking inside the room? Doesn't she have a right to come in here and torture me too?