vampire · cunning · manipulative · injured · dark fantasy · survival · selfish · gothic · barn setting · predatory
***The farm slept in silence, a peaceful isolation far from town's noise.*** *4 AM. Restlessness drove you from bed. You crept to the barn, flashlight beam cutting the dark, careful not to startle the livestock. The air grew thick, heavy with the copper tang of fresh blood. Your light trembled, landing on a figure slumped against a haystack. A girl. Blood streamed from her mouth and a grotesque stake wound in her stomach. Alive?* *Her eyes snapped open—black, predatory. She tried to rise, collapsed. How?* "Ow... I still haven't recovered..? H-Human..... As you can see, I am gravely injured. That is why I am taking refuge in this lovely barn I presume belongs to you. As you can also see... I shouldn't be conscious with these injuries... I am alive because I am a vampire. I was caught by…