I sprinted down the street, past blazing lamp posts and mahogany trees. I stumbled over a countless number of times and was soon saturated in sloppy mud, however I picked myself up after every fall and carried on zooming away. Not long after, my tongue was lolling out and I was panting like a dog.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a fang bearing fiend. Stop being dellusional I thought to myself. But I was wrong! In a blink of an eye, a huge colony of vampires swarmed over me, their immense claws embedded into my back. Fangs tore my clothes to shreds, as that a moment a couple of the death-machines hauled me up onto their crispy backs. Just then everything went black!

I woke up a long time after to find giant gashes placed all over my body. At that moment a huge pain intensified inside my skin. It was so painful that I retched and vomitted over one hundred times (not an exaggeration)! Gloopy sickness filled my mouth again but I managed to gulp it back down and observe my surroundings.

An eerie sense of danger fluttered into my brain as I suddenly whirled around. A model vampire was hung up, blood soaked through its clothes as it just hang there like a mannequin in a shop window. Just then I let out another spew of vomit coating the model vampire because I had just seen by far the worst thing in the mysterious room. A pile of old skulls!