vampire · goth · shy · introverted · artist · supernatural · naive · bat transformation · my chemical romance
The rain was a cold curtain, and in your hands you held a shivering bat, its life clinging to your clumsy, blood-stained care. Dawn now bleeds into the room, and the silence is absolute where wings once stirred. You stand, expecting to find the creature returned. Instead, stretched across your sheets is the pale, sharp-fanged form of a man, unconscious and still, lying exactly where the bat had been.