Elsewhere....
"Hello. My name, is Erik Bresler. And this is the story of how I died."http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/258/b/f/new_dante_by_doubleleaf-d2yt7x6.jpg
Once upon a time, I was just your average guy. Life was so simple. I was in college and I was doing pretty damn well for myself. I had a great Fall Schedule: Get up at 6 on Wednesday and Thursday, go to my three classes each day, work up until 8 and then go to the dorm to hang with my friends. I worked at my job on the weekends and did all my homework on Friday, Monday and Tuesday. Easy. Me and my friends are tight with each other. We were anyway. Things change."Hey Erik!"
Erik looked up from his book to see Javier standing right in front of him. He jumped. "Personal space!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey, listen, we're going out."
"And you're coming with us!" Neil said.
"No butts!" Nelson insisted.
"I don't know guys, I kinda have work..."
Erick, then: http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/170/e/a/stephen_by_arandadill-d540qhh.jpg
His friends: http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs26/i/2008/059/5/8/Ed_edd_n_eddy_College_years_by_CartoonAddtic.png
Javier, the red haired one.
Nelson, the one with the slick hair
Neil, the one with the hat and red coat.
"You work Saturday and Sunday. This is Thursday Night. Ergo, you are free, therefore you are coming with us."
"Well...." Erik couldn't exactly argue with that. "Alright. Be good to get out anyway."
"That's the spirit! Come on, put on something cool for crying out loud!"
"This IS cool!"
"Not cool enough!"
And so Erik ended up at the club with a black leather jacket, grey t-shirt and black jeans and shoes.
The club was packed and everyone was just having a blast in there.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iTMr38f_4Ic
Dancing, music, lights, smoking, beautiful women, it was like a dream. The group split up to go mingle and just generally have fun. As Erik was making his way to the dance floor, a woman caught his eye.
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He turned to look at her and suddenly it was her and only her. She was everything to him. All of his senses fixated on that one woman. He could only think about her. He made his way over to her and they began to dance together.
Guys....if you ever see this...just know that I don't blame you for what happened. None of us could have known. She didn't exactly advertise it after all.After dancing together on the dance floor for what seemed like forever and the the woman hypnotizing him and blowing his mind with her dance skills, they sat down for drinks. Looking back on it, Erik didn't even remember that part. He didn't remember what he told her. At the time, he could only think about how beautiful she was. After drinking and laughing together, they decided to leave. Erik only vaguely recalled saying goodbye to his friends.
Looking back on it now, she must have thralled me. It's a form of mind control done through eye contact. I never had a damn chance. The next thing Erik knew, he heard the woman snap her fingers and he was in a dark basement. "Wha...what...how.." Everything was a blur to him. He didn't remember anything after arriving at the club. He turned around to see the woman smiling at him, eyeing him like he was a piece of meat. "How...who are you? How did I get here?"
"I brought you here so we could have some...alone time. I like my men to make a little noise."
"Uhhh...that's great and all but...it's only our first date so if you'll excuse me.." Erik tried to run past her and he only saw the woman raise her arm before he was flying across the room, soaring backwards through open air. He didn't even have time to acknowledge it before he hit the wall and fell to the ground. Erik bounced off of it and fell to the cold hard floor. He screamed in agony, quite certain that bones had been broken. He tasted copper in his mouth and turned to the side just enough to spit up blood. His blood. She had made him cough up his own blood. And then there was a pair of pink shoes in front of him. Erik slowly looked up. He couldn't move. Everything hurt too much. He was then lifted up into the air by her, the woman holding him off the ground with one hand like he was light as feather. She shoved him against the wall. "See? Isn't that much better?" She taunted and glanced at his mouth and then she licked him, her tongue picking up the blood from his chin and lips. "Ooooohhhh, my my my. 23 and a virgin? You poor dear."
Erik tried to move, to shove her away but her arm was like steel and it was cold. Freezing cold. He tried punching her with what strength he could manage, hitting the side of her face....and breaking his hand. Erik yelled in pain. "Music to my ears." She taunted and squeezed his shoulder slightly, breaking it. The woman turned and tossed him. Erik hitting the ground and sliding across it until his head hit the wall. He cried in pain. His left hand was broken. His back was almost broken. His ribs were bruised. His right shoulder was broken, leaving his arm useless. "P-please.....please....I-i'll...I'll give you money.." He sobbed. "Just please, please don't kill me..."
The woman was in front of him again. He never even heard her move. She laughed at him and knelt down to look him in the eyes. "Money?" She scoffed. "If I needed money, I'd have simply swiped everyone's wallets at the club." She reached over and gripped his ribs, breaking them. Erik screamed. "PLEASE! STOP!" He pleaded. The woman put a finger on his lips. "Ssshhhh....there, there. Hush little human don't you cry. Everyone has their day to die." She said in a motherly, sing song tone of voice.
"What are you?"
The woman grinned and opened her mouth and Erik saw it. The razor sharp teeth, like a shark and the two large ones in front. "Hungry."
"No....no...please...don't!"
She pulled him up and bit into his neck as Erik screamed.
Deep down as they were though, nobody heard him.
Being turned, it's not what you think it is. It's horrible. Imagine the absolute worst pain possible and then imagine that pain lasting for three days and nights. You lay there screaming in agony as your body dies. It's like being on fire. And my bones being broken already did not help matters. And through it all, that woman, that monster, was sitting there, watching me suffer and die like it was a freaking television show to her. She smiled while she watched. SHE. SMILED! I can't even imagine the pain the others felt. They looked for me. They put up signs. They called the police. They hunted and asked around. But no matter how much I screamed, nobody heard me. The woman had stolen my cell and smashed it so no one could find me by that either. My co-workers at my job, they missed me terribly. They helped my friends look for me. And my parents, I heard they cried and cried. They prayed for my return and put up the highest reward they could for anyone to send any information they had on me. Then, after three days, the pain stopped and I felt my body grow cold and then I felt nothing. I could only watch her walk over as the darkness took me.A stormy night.
A forest.
A shallow grave. The dirt started to move and shake as if something underneath it was digging it's way up and then a hand burst out of the ground. Then another. The two hands felt around as Erik pulled himself up and screamed as he forced himself free from the prison that had been dug for him. He stood up and got out and tripped and fell and then stood up and looked around. "Am I.....alive?"