The Crimson night

Part 2

         The darkeness engulfed my entire body leaving me limp and numb with fire.
I was burning into an inferno of pain that mercilessly devoured the life out of me.
My body lurched and moaned as the burning intensified. How did this happen?
How was my life so easily snatched, by the evil monster that used to be my friend? Why?
The grip tightened.
My body died, and I forever floated in this painful fire.
My last thoughts were...What happens now?

I levitated in a cold fog for what seemed years. Now and then I would hear a flicker of a word or a sound but nothing else. was this death?

Warmth flooded though me as I felt my body return.
I could hear something..Something like breathing. I could hear birds too. But all I saw was black. I tryed to move but I was numb.
"How is she?" A familiar mans voice asked.
"still dead as a door knob" A womans voice now.
I wanted to say something. Anything, to scream for help! but I couldn't. My jaw stayed silent.
"Its been 3 weeks now. We should bury her soon" She boredly implied.
"She dosent smell yet and she is still breathing so I would very much like for you to keep your thoughts to yourself" He growled.
I didnt want to be buried!
"Well anyone would get bored to watch her all day" She whined.
"I dont and since your apart of my hive you should be honored to watch her" He snapped. There was silence.
"Why is she so special anyways?" She cried softly.
"Because I knew her very well when I was human thats why" His voice lowered. "Family?" She asked.
"No. A very good friend" He replyed.
"I see" She whispered.
darkness claimed me before i could hear anything more.

I drifted for a while not knowing where I was or even who I was, until I heard the voice.
So soft and sweet you'd think it was that of an angel.
"Sarah? please, please wake up!" He cried quietly into my ear. I could feel him holding my hand. I wanted so bad to do just that. My body wasn't as numb now.
I tryed my fingers. Nothing. They were so stiff but I had to do something to tell him I was there. I felt my fingers twitch.
"Ah! yes good try harder now!" He seemed so happy.
I tryed to open my eyes. They slowly moved apart reveling a softly lit room with him standing over me. But he had a name now. Rowland.
"Oh thank goodness your alright!" He exclaimed.
My head felt heavy like it was still in the fog. "W-w" I tried.
"now don't push your self dear" He said reassuringly.
My throat was so dry. Water I wanted to say. But nothing but a "woa" sound came out. "Water?" He asked.
I tryed to nod but could only half heartedly shake my head forward.
He chuckled. "My dear you wont need to drink water anymore," He smiled.
What?
"You'll only be drinking blood from now on"
Was this a dream? A hallucination? I couldn't drink blood I was a person! Was I?
My tough grazed across my teeth only to find two sharp canines and a feeling of pure dread.