I woke up at dawn, a cool breeze ruffling my curtains. I got up groggily and sat on the window ledge, leaning my back against the wall. I slowly turned my head and stared out at the dawn light covered street. I noticed a figure looking at me from the tree line, just across the street and froze. The eyes were a dark red. Almost a brown color to them, glaring up at my window, turning away quickly as if to leave. I backed away from the window slowly, then ran down the stairs and opened the front door.
I ran into the forest, searching for those eyes. I was scared, yes, but it didn't matter. I was suddenly grabbed around the waist from behind by two cold hands. "You're going to catch a cold out here." It was a man's voice. "W-who are you a-and what do you want?" I stuttered. Desperately trying to get out of the man's grasp. "Just to know what you happen to be doing out here so early." I'm sure he was smiling. "I want you to let me go." He rested his chin on my shoulder. "And I don't want to." I became very tense at his actions. I barely knew what he looked like, let alone his name and he was completely at home. I rammed my head into his face, causing him to release and back away. "You hit hard." He winced.
"Bite me." I growled. The young man stared at me for a moment. "I am hungry."
"-Excuse me?"
"I said I was hungry. You wouldn't taste bad."
"What!? Isn't that cannibalism or something?!"
"If I was human, yes."
"What in the world are you then, hm?" I said, putting my hands on my hips, shivering as the rising sunlight hit my pale shoulders. "I'm a Moroi, thank you very much." He said rolling his eyes, as if I'd know that already. But he was a complete stranger!
"What that? A term for 'mentally insane'?"
"Go look it up on you new-fangled internet thing." And just like that; he was gone.
