Cold Blooded

The living dead can be complicated. For some people.
Nineteen year old Jane was on her death bed when a mysterious figure came and bit her and has never been seen since.
Finding him would be hard. Even harder not trying to kill every one on the way.
Trying to find a person that she has never seen before. Its impossible. Well........ Not for her.


7. Chris Ross

 I stood in a dark corridor with only one door. The door had green paint slathered over it and it was already peeling. The number 12 was in rusted metal. It did n't look very nice.

My hand turned into a fist and i lightly tapped on the door because i thought that if i tapped any harder the door might break. I could hear foot steps inside the flat.The door flung open. He is beautiful. His skin is pale white and his hair is jet black. His eyes where dark red, like blood. It was all of the people i killed and stunned.Hearts stopping, blood pumping and sweat running from their forehead.

"May i help you?" His soft deep voice asked me.

"Yes you can. I'm Jane Turner. Ummm you bit me in hospital while i was dying two years ago do you remember me?"

He screwed his eyes up then opened then wide.

"In now quickly. My neighbors are like spy' s."

"Please take a seat." He said pulling out a leather seat.

"I need you to help me. I' m out of control!"

"How many?"

"What?" "How many people have you bitten."

"Oh 3 but stunned hundreds. Any way whats your name?"

"Chris. Chris Ross." 

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