Shadow! vampire x reader/ vampire in wysteria (Discontinued)

Hallucinations 2 The Dream of dead

Warning: This part but have horror that well give me nightmares for a week. So if you're brave enough to read this part, you have been warned so read this at your own risk!

Y\N: Previously on Vampire in Wysteria

" You see, Y/n? Didn't I tell you I was gonna stroke your neck for tonight?" He said looking into her eyes as he touched her neck.

" But, shad-" "No but shaken me rouge, it's over between us. Come on, y/n let's get back with the others in the ballroom."

                  Now in the ballroom
Y/N's Pov
Seeing rouge and shadow fighting outside wasn't embarrassing. Poor Rouge she's never gonna be the same again. After we went inside the ballroom, I felt a strong headache struck into me. I held my head for support and try to stand before they begin the votes of prom king and queen. My vision blurred before me, I blinked my eyes to clear the blur until the walls were covered with blood, guts hanging over the old ballroom. The place was burned down, my heart dropped insight of the place, what could have started the fire and massacre of the ball students? I thought to myself until I heard the old record plays as it has begun to skip tracks as I saw a young man and woman about in their 20's, they're dancing like nothing didn't happen. Their clothes were ripped and their faces were covered with their masks and their skin was pale. And after their dance ended they slowly their heads to me and slowly to take off their masks. As they took off their masks and drop it with a soft thud on the ground. Both of their eyes were sewed up and their mouths were gone. They were lifeless souls dancing until a figure behind me slowly placed its cold hands on my shoulders. I didn't dare look behind me but my mind to tell me to look, I slowly turn around as the mouthless mobian screeches in my face as his eyes were green and his face was cold and pale as he stared down into my soul. I panicked and tried to break free but his nails were sinking into my skin and breaking off of my flesh, I screamed in pain as he watches me suffer the pain in my arms. I screamed in horror as I get out of my blankets and scrambled to the closets and dresser, panting and sweating from a nightmare. "Oh, dear." I looked over at a picture of my mother and father. "Mom and dad, what is happening to me?" I asked myself. My dream was warning me about the man without a mouth, a demon who feeds on the victim's fears making him more powerful than ever in the centuries of all.