Adrenaline pumped through his veins as his hand wiped away the sweat and blood from his forehead. His hands shook as the pocket knife dropped from his hand. A soft thud sounded as the knife hit the floor. Scarlet red blood slowly seeped through the dirty gray carpet. He felt a sharp stinging sensation on his lip; he licked his lip and tasted blood. He must've bit his lip too hard.. Or she did..
He just began to realize what he had just done.. A young woman lay on the off white sheet.. They slowly turned bright red with her blood. His heart pounded against his rib cage as he unsteadily walked towards the dimly lit bathroom. He knocked over a lap from the end table as he made his way. He held on the the wall, leaving hand prints and smears of blood. He turned on the shower before glancing into the mirror. His true form staring blankly back at him. The sickly gray skin, and eyeless sockets.. He turned away not wanting to see the ugly thing he was. The steam poured over the shower curtains.
As Adrian stepped outside of the shower he made sure to avoid the mirror. He dried himself off, glancing into the main room at the time. 3:00 AM. The numbers burned bright red in the moonlit room. The moon was full and eerily bright. It seemed as though he could reach a hand out and physically touch the light. He shook his head as he moved to dry off and get dressed. He needed to leave. Now.
A soft ringing noise brought Adrian back to reality again. His eyes opened and there was sunlight outlining the heavy curtains that tried to block its rays from entering. A hand slammed onto the clock to silence it's ringing. A long sigh passed his lips as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He sat up and threw the covers off of him as he moved to rummage through his bag. His hand rubbed the back of his neck. Damn motel beds suck..
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Fatal Taste
Mister / ThrillerSirens are creatures of lust, charm, and death. Such beautiful and intriguing beings, but be warned of their strong influence. They'll play it innocent if caught, no one truly knows what they want from their victims... Adrian Hale, as the siren like...
