As the girl looked around in her bag, she heard heavy footstep on the tarmac behind her. As she searched, she grabbed her pepper spray and laid her nervous and impatient fingers around the cap. The footsteps continued, she grabbed her bag tightly. her feet slowly turned around to face the brute, only to find that he was like death walking. His presence made her innards curdle. He smiled, oddly that was the brightest thing about him. His teeth were so... perfect. She smiled back, he lent down to kiss her neck. His smile widened, his lips curled around his teeth. He was ready to strike. To claim another victim.
As the piles of murder stack up on J. Johnson's desk he must find out what is in common with all of the victims. There was no gun, there was no knife. What he found lead him to myths and legends, but they were the only possible answer.


6. Next Attack

We looked deep in to each other's eye, both not wanting to ruin this moment. Her lifted his glass and I copied, he was the most perfect man in the world.

"To us and the future few. I hope." he said never taking his eyes off me.

"To all of us, present and future." I said, clinking my glass to his. He smiled at me just as our food arrived. This smells invited me in to the kitchen, I wanted to tip me plate in to my mouth I was that hungry. I picked up my fork and reluctantly ate slowly. I looked up after my third forkful when someone caught my eye. He was tall, his blonde hair was in a rough chop. He was very tall at least 6ft 7". His eyes were black, that sucked you in if her held your's. If held for too long it was if they could suck in your very soul. His skin was a bone white, too white for any normal person. He looked from his hand from the change and caught my eye. Hi smiled, his teeth gleamed in the spotlights. I snapped my head back to my dinner just as George looked up. Out of the corner of my eye I saw he went back with only one drink, for the girl he was with. I was sure I had seen him before, but where?


I had just ordered another round of drinks when I heard him standing behind me at the bar. He voice was deep, mellow and mature.

"'Xcuse me miss. You may know me, Alexander. High school remember?" he smiled one of his smiles again. I hated this when I knew him but didn't. George must have seen and went all protective. With him so close it was like having my own personal body guard.

"You okay darling? I'll take these back after I have a word with this guy." he said putting the glasses back on the bar. I looked at him with pleading eyes, wanting him not to start a fight, he got the message.

As I start walk away I catch what is saying:

"Listen mate, she's married. So if you don't mind can you back off." George had said, good grief this could so easily turn in to a fight.

"Well ever since high I had a crush on her. That man would be so lucky. Sorry if I caused you any trouble mate." I heard him walk away. George's hadn't come near yet, I ran to the table and began to eat again. He slowly came and sat by me. He looked at me, and didn't say anything. He didn't have to. I knew what happened, and he knew that too.


The rush of people as we were leaving was horrible. Then I heard it, the deafening, blood curdling and finishing scream. Then it was joined by others. I looked round George was frozen in place, he was horrified. I looked to were he was looking when that man. The man who I would of happily got to know better was kneeling over one of the girls. She was only a teenager, her life also not lived. He stood up and wiped his mouth. His hand and mouth covered in blood. George and I ran back, through the kitchen and out the back. All of the staff were hiding, little did they know that by 12pm that they would all be either dead by pain, or by the lack of blood in their systems. We opened the car and drove off. we hear the rest of the screams echo in the village.

I rummaged through my bag and found my phone. I dialled a number that I hoped I would never.

"Hello Emma. We didn't expect you to ring us this soon."

"Me and George will be arriving in 5 mins. Be ready."

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