"BLOOD!!" exclaimed the man, who dashed towards us with a big grin on his face. His eerie laughter echoed through the night, and his eyes dilated with murderous intent. The evidence of blood from his previous victims was still there on his hands, the corner of his mouth, and his whole body even. His initially white shirt had turned red from blood—but he still wanted more.
When I saw the vampire running in full tilt, I felt nothing from him but his thirst for blood. My entire body turned rigid, and I was instantly filled with dread. I froze, completely paralyzed with fear. Never have I met someone with such a great murderous intent, clearly visible to the eyes.
Before the vampire reached us, Luke pushed my body back, shouting, "Violet, run!"
