章節 4: A nightmare to remember
"Going back to the bridge?" my father asked me as he saw me leave the front door. The sun was to rise in a few minutes, I mustn't miss it.
"Yes," I replied to him, and so he sighed as he often did. And went to the dining table where I had prepared a meal.
"Did you bring your phone?" he asked. He should know the answer to this by now, though he might've forgotten. He's been forgetful since mother disappeared one night, sometimes I wonder if he'll forget my mother as well. But he did love my mother, so I'll say that she'll be the last person he forgets.
"There's no signal on the bridge," I told him, leaving the house empty handed as I always did. But I did bring a few dollars for my dinner.
I stepped onto the wooden planks of the bridge, the smell of pine. However, those trees weren't pine. In fact, there was no pine to be found in the forest. Sometimes I smell the true scent of the forest, a metallic scent mixed with the pine.
And so I took a deep breath before sitting down in my usual spot, waiting.
The winds rushed past me violently, as if racing against time, a race that one can never win. The scent of blood, thick enough to touch, filtered through the air. Sweet laughter could be heard amongst the turbulence. Something warm skimmed over my cheek, and I stretched out my arm to grab a hold of him, opening my eyes to engage in a staring contest.
"Ha! You think a puny mortal like you can kill me? I've grown stronger than the last time you've seen me!" he pridefully said. Of course, killing a vampire is rather useless as they weren't even alive anymore.
I'm sure the others would've stayed and watch, but the sun was approaching them.
They were getting bolder and perhaps stronger, I wonder how long I'll be able to contain them, how long the forest will be able to contain them.
"I'm not stupid," I told him. You live in my city and so you must follow my rules, I hope you didn't forget that.
"What? Gonna-" his eyes widened, realizing what I was about to do, which was nothing. Absolutely nothing but wait.
Wait for the sun to rise.
For him to finish his streams of begging cries.
Wait as he disintegrated into nothing.
For his echoing cries of agony to stop.
A slight wind was all that was left, a cold and desperate wind.
School will be here again in a few days, but I didn't have to go now, do I? But I should, perhaps someone has figured out how to make one feel.
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