Be Careful When You Bite Me

Be Careful When You Bite Me

The night's cold glare gazed over my body as I fought through constant harsh winds. Upper north, there stood my car, glinting as if gazing passionately towards the moon.

Hell of a lot of winds for an October, I thought, finally reaching my car. I unlocked the door and got in, feeling relief from the cold as it washed over me. I took a few minutes to think but there was no other thought other than the fact that I was lost and my phone had died. I had to be at least a couple of hours away from home and the thought to take a road trip all alone was quickly turning into the worst idea I had ever had. I let my muscles relax, seeming as if they don't have to fight anymore, then I began to drive.

That night, the winds never settled. In fact, they got stronger and harsher. I pushed on the gas harder and harder hoping my car would make it up the hill, but the winds were too strong.I was persistent but I knew no matter how hard I tried that I'd never make it up so I gave up and got out of the car.I headed down the hill and back into the small town.I looked for somebody, anybody but the town was completely empty. The time had to be around 7 or 8 pm but it was almost pitch blackout. Another wave of wind hit me hard, I fell back some steps then I kept going. Every shop was closed and every window was nailed shut. I couldn't help but notice the garlic that hung from the roof of each doorway along with the religious crosses and pictures of people who were down on their knees and worshipping something.

I sighed, realizing the cosmic joke that was my life to get stuck in no other place than this creepy town. Suddenly, something hard and wet hit my head.I picked it up from the ground and saw that it was garlic.

I threw it to the ground and looked from left to right.Fear slowly began to engulf me and I tried to go back towards my car but the winds were too strong. I tried to hold on to sticks or branches but they only broke.A wave of wind sent me falling and rolling back down the hill.

Ouch.

I felt my knee scrape against a rock. My blood spilled over the ground and I found myself dizzy from all the rolling. I felt someone approach and suddenly, the wind started to slow down. They grew calmer as I felt the footsteps get nearer and nearer until the winds completely stopped.

"That wasn't supposed to happen," said a voice.

"You took it too far, again!" snapped another.

I kept my head down and my eyes closed in fear that they might be dangerous.

"It's only my third try!" snapped the first voice," you're always such a jerk Damon!"

"Most Cold Ones get it the first try!" replied the other whom I assumed was Damon.

"What do we do now?" he asked.

"We have to put her somewhere where she can't be found, then we'll leave her there," he said.

Do they even see

up above the rock but the only thing I could

that! Look at the cut on her knee and her arm, she will

hands and sure enough, they were

responsibility, nobody has

"You mean us."

going to be responsible for something

for my injuries? I was beginning to wonder if I should say something but part of me was too scared to make out

do something, we can't let her bleed to

her to the castle, the guards will see and inform

old tunnel that leads through

stomach start to twist and the sudden urge to vomit. I grew more lightheaded watching my blood flow down the gravel. My face began to hurt as I kept

what the hell did they want

lead us to the main garden and from then we can take her to

how are we going to get to the

stairs, not now, that's how

Castles and guards?

was some stupid game meant to scare off lost and wandering tourists but the other part of me knew from the second I stepped into this town that something wasn't right. My surroundings suddenly began to shift and spin around me as I struggled to grasp a hold of reality. I could feel the dark figures approaching closer but I didn't have the strength to escape. I felt a pair of arms reach down and lift me from behind the rock and I tried to open my mouth to scream but nothing came out. The fight against my lids was fruitless and the urge to pass out was like an endless battle. Soon enough the coma completely took over my consciousness and I felt myself slip into

blinked my eyes a couple of times until they opened and were greeted with darkness. My senses took a couple of seconds to register that I was being carried by one of the strange men

her Damon?" asked a filmier

help with

shut my eyes before they realized that

These people are insane.

car now that the winds have stopped but how would I do that. I had no idea how long I was passed out for or how far away is my car. I

they taking me? Are they going