He was laying there,
in the middle of the main road of
Mystic Falls. He sighed.
Suddenly a horn noise broke
the silence. A car stopped.
His head turned to face it,
before facing the sky again.
He closed his eyes.
An unknown woman stepped down.
She moved closer to his body.
She knelt down, just in front of his face.
His eyes wide opened again,
the green turned to red.
His perfect teeth pulled out his fangs.
She screamed.
He compelled her to stay quiet,
as soon as he sunk his fangs into her throat,
ripping her head.
A smirk appeared, then, on his face.
He was back.
