I woke up from the most beautiful dream about my family and friend's. I woke up in more pain. I knew I would never see them again. I missed my family and friend's.
I heard foot steps. I then heard yelling. The door opened the guy came into the room. I knew what was coming. This time he had guitar. I saw it was mine. How he got it I didn't know.
"I finally figured out who you are. You are a guitarist. A rhythm guitarist. Does Rammstein ring a bell? Also does the name Paul Landers ring a bell?"
"Yes, I am Paul."
"I thought so."
At that moment he hit me with the guitar and kept hitting me. I didn't remember much of the attack except that I was dying. From being hit with the hard body of the electric guitar.
I woke up and wasn't in much pain. I thought maybe this is what death felt like. I tried to move and was able to. I stood. I saw there was two people in the room with me.
"I should be dead."
"In a way you are. Your one of us now. We are vampires. We changed you. To save you."
"Is everything they say true?"
"About going out in sunlight, garlic, dying by the stake, just only eating blood, and crosses not a word of it."
"I see."
"Sucking blood, eating raw meat, having our heads cut off and then our body chopped into pieces. Then buried in a cemetery. That is how we die otherwise we live forever."
"I see."
Now I wondered how to get out of here. I wondered how long I was stuck here. I missed everyone.
