SPIKE walked emotionlessly up the high hills, looking over the nighttime ocean. His hair, usually long for a male, was long and black. He was clearly very strong, and was a handsome boy, with hazel green eyes. RING-RING-RING!!!! his phone rang. "what do you want?" "the car has been rushed over him" .... Then the line went dead.... He whispered to himself ~~~~~ 😈Blood feed😈 #BlueRoseAward Winner--- 1st place { under Mystery/Thrill }