Dalton Ryder (imagined similarly to Trevor Signorino, above)
pay no mind to what the doubter's all say
Imma be around forever, always
Knight
I can't believe that this is happening to me. I am going to die. I am really going to die. I knew that Nick guy was kinda suspicious from the beginning but holy shit, I didn't think he was going to kill me. He somehow manages to knock me out, then drags me out from what looks like the side of a cliff past the forest. He even trapped me in his room and now he is about to kill me, maybe rape me first. I continued to walk around this room frantically.
What can I do to escape this room? I looked down from the window. Maybe if I jump down to that ledge and then to the forest floor I can escape, but I am scared that if I jumped that length I can possibly break something.
I tried to look further into the room. I went to his closet door and opened it, it was a lot of boxes wrapped nicely along with other clothes from hangers. I rummaged through it all, perhaps I can find something in these boxes that can break the doorknob. I do not understand how he was able to lock me in from the outside the room, that's just poor design honestly. I rummaged through the boxes only to find a lot of kids clothes, lots of printed photos, and random household items. I took a look at one of the photos in a frame and saw a little kid with his parents.
"Find anything?"
I jumped in fright almost dropping the photo on the floor. I turned around to see Nick with his arms crossed against the door looking unamused.
"You come back to rape me?" I asked scared again.
He rolls his eyes and walks towards me, "No you idiot."
He snatches the photo from hands and places it gently down on the box. I stared at him confused as he folds the boxes I went through and places the items neatly back to where they belong.
"Why do you have some family's personal belongings?" I asked.
He places the last photo in the box and closes it, "That's because it's my family."
Not too long ago he was a menacing kidnapper and now he is acting like I don't exist. Is this what he does to prep his meat before he kills them? I began to become curious about his family, if I'm gonna die now I guess I can know my killer's intentions.
"You look like a different person, just with the same face. What happened to them?" I asked further.
He paused and took a deep breath. He fixes the last of his coat hangers that I messed up and turns and walks by me nudging my shoulder with his. "Dead. Car exploded. And as for this."
He pulls down the collar of his shirt to expose two holes on his lower neck. "This is when two vampires found me on a small forest and turned me into one of them. Did that satisfy your question?"
I can tell he was getting annoyed. "I'm sorry for your loss and sorry that I annoyed you, I guess. Since, I'm gonna die now I just wanted to at least know why."
His expression changed. He went from annoyed to empathetic, he walked towards me and put his hand on my shoulder. "I shouldn't be doing this, but I am going to get you out of this hell hole. I don't like it here as much as you do. I know you may want to burn me while nailed to a cross or something, but right now you need to trust me."
"Trust you? You fucking kidnapped me. Now you want me to trust you? You don't even know my name," I spat.
He takes his hand off and rolls his eyes. He turns and walks away a bit before turning right back around.

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Nightride
Science Fiction"I have been taught to keep an open mind about the unknown. It is okay to depend on the kindness of strangers, however, they could end up stabbing your back. When you are thrown into a world that you don't understand, there is only one thing to do...