Lazarus: VampiresMature

I wasn’t falling anymore. At least when I was falling, I knew what to expect. I would wake up right before I hit something, jerk awake, clinging to the mattress for all I was worth. These dreams I’d been having the last few days were filled with all manner of things; werewolves and vampires all baying for my blood, bombs, whore houses full of half familiar faces, my father chasing me down the street, Annie dying over and over in my head, each death more brutal and more my fault than the last.

I could smell vampire all around me. I was so deeply asleep that I couldn’t do a thing about it, but I knew it was there. I could see it in my mind’s eye, angry eyes and fangs ready to tear me apart. I was terrified, but there was nothing I could do.

“Baby, it’s okay,” I felt the vampire’s cold breath skitter across my skin as it lied to me through its teeth. It wasn’t okay. How could it be okay? I was going to die here if I didn’t find a way out. "Hey, hey, it's okay... Lazarus its fine, I'm here." What did the vampire mean by that? How did it know my name? I stayed perfectly still, though I’m certain it could hear my heart pumping faster than normal. I tried to calm it down so that it wouldn’t entice the vampire into hurting me before I got out of there, but in my sleepy state, I was hardly in control of my bodily reactions to the danger I was in.

I heard it moving, getting up and I shied away a little as it said my name questioningly. “Whatever’s wrong?” the question was deceptively caring, but I was half away now, trying to make my way across the bed I was on away from her. “Lazarus!” the vampire snapped, making me jump. I could feel the panic rising up in my chest again as I stopped dead still once more. “Please,” it whined, “talk to me.”

I opened my eyes, the darkness in the room suiting me fine; it didn’t take me long to get used to it before I could get a look around. I saw the vampire watching me. The door was on the other side of her. I could make it, though, if I tried hard enough. Before she could get an idea of what I was doing, I bolted for it, my feet taking me straight past her. I don’t think she even got a chance to react. I was out of the room and up the stairs when I realised I had no idea how to get out.

Lucky for me, there was no real security. Vampires these days are getting cocky. I fled out of the first door I found leading outside and found myself confronted by a wall of trees. That would do.

“BANE!” I heard the vampire shouting and that was my cue to get the hell out of there. I had no idea where I was going, or where I would end up, but as long as I didn’t run into any more vampires, I’d be okay.

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