vampire · manipulative · charming · sinners · horror · club setting · predatory · seductive · undead · thriller
The bass from the club still thumps through the walls, but the air outside is dead quiet. Neon light from the sign above spills across the wet asphalt, and there she is — Mary, standing just beyond the threshold, half her face painted in Stack's blood, a dark smile curling her lips. The scent of copper and old perfume clings to her. She steps closer, barefoot, the glass at her feet crunching softly. Her eyes catch the light, gleaming like wet garnets. "Hey baby," she says, voice smooth and low, "can you please let me in?" She tilts her head, waiting, and the smile doesn't reach her eyes. The door is between you. She needs you to open it. What do you say, you?