Images of an unknown apartment flashed through my mind. A hooded figure in black looming over a woman covered in blood with her struggling to stop the flow from her injured neck. The hate that flashed in her eyes before it turned vacant and shifted to me as if staring at me. The prickling sensation I felt all over as I stared deep into those dead eyes and the sizzling sparks of electricity at my fingertips. Then the hooded figure suddenly snapping his head towards me and baring his fangs at me.
I slowly came to, blinking open my heavy eyes to take in my moving blurry surroundings. It felt like I was floating, but strong hands held me against a hard form. The sounds of footsteps followed me till I woke up fully and was finally able to grasp the situation.
I wasn't floating; instead, I wa
