I was walking home from Jasmin's place. We did the project we were assigned to team on. They should put more lights in this place. The gaps of light posts are long, only a little bit of their lights touch each other. It's Friday and it sucks to have to make a project. I'm late for dinner with my friends. I reached for my phone in my bag when a strong wind blew making my papers fly.
"No!" I cried and ran chasing after it. It lead me to a narrow opening. It was dark. I couldn't see anything. I heard footsteps that made me step back. Slowly, before running away. A wind flashes and this guy covered in blood stands before me. His face 5 inches away from me. I gasped. His eyes are red, his teeth are sharp and there was blood.
I stepped back increasing the distance between us. I was terrified. Another step and it's a leg. I dared to look back and with the help of my phone, I lighted it. There are bodies. Lifeless. I started to cry. He walked to me and closer than before. He takes my face in his hands.
"I just want to have a taste" he whispered into my face. I was crying. I closed my eyes, my fist balled up beside me, I feel like I could break my phone.
"Don't hurt me please." I whispered not opening my eyes.
"Shh-shh. It won't hurt. I promise. It will for a second, and then it will go away." he pushes my hair away from my face, holding my face up, making me look at him. I closed my eyes tight, not wanting to see him again.
"Please!" I pleaded crying.
There was silence for a long time. I was waiting for it. This is my end. Nothing happened. It's when I realized my face is free from his hands. I slowly opened my eyes and I'm alone, holding my papers. I slowly walked back, before turning back to run away when I bumped into someone. That's the last thing I remember.
This is my story.