I awoke, lying flat on my back. The ground was cold and smelled like rotting wood and moss. I lifted my head and hazily looked around. I saw wilting trees, and fog. The fog was thick, and i could hardly see my hand through it. My eyes were blurry and felt like i had been crying for a while. Almost immediatly after realizing i was alone in the woods, and having no idea how i got there, I felt a throbing pain on the crown of my head. I slowly lifted my hand to my head. My arm felt like it weighed an extra 30 pounds. I felt something warm and wet. As soon as the tips of my finger touched my throbing head, a sharp pain ripped through my body like a thousand razor blades. I pulled my hand away and rocked back and forth until the pain subsided. I slowly opened my eyes, fearing the pain that might come. My eyes automatically lowered to find a deep red liquid covering the tips of my fingers, streaming down my palm to my wrist. Blood. Panic rushed through my body. A thousand questions emerged. How did this happen? When did it happen? Why cant i remember anything? Where am i anyway? Am i dead? With all the questions racing through my mind, i failed to notice i had a visitor. Through the fog, a shadowy figure was walking, skulking back and forth. Watching. Waiting. I dont know what for, or why it was there, or who it was. I blinked to clear my eyes, trying to make out my visitor. I could see it was a human, a man. Wearing a hat of some sort, and a long coat. I became very aware of my surroundings at that point. I could hear every sound for miles. Every smell. And thats when i remembered something very important. I was a vampire. But if i was a vampire, why did i black out. Something isnt adding up. Suddenly the stranger started moving toward me. i didnt know to run, or stay where i was, or to just crawl under a big, dark rock and hide. He moved closer and closer and suddenly everything went dark...

To be Continued...