Ed woke up in the morning to the sound of the police band talking about the death of a young woman. He got up, got dressed, and walked to school. He was glad he didnt run into Chuck on his way there. Ed spotted Charley over kwa his locker and ran over to him. "Hey Brewster! Amy still mad at ya?" Ed giggled. "Oh shut up Evil Im not in the mood." Ed frowned,got his vitabu from his locker and headed to first period. The morning went extremely slow for Ed, mostly because he was dreading what was to befall him that afternoon. There were days when Chuck showed no mercy. Finally the kengele rang meaning...

He never realized just how lonely the night was and now he was forced to roam in it. The mitaani, mtaa was dark as he looked for something to satisfy his ravenous hunger. The streets were empty when he saw a nearby alley. In the alleyway he decided to feast on a giant panya for food, what else could he do? He thought about earlier that night when Peter Vincent had driven the stake through his moyo and watched him die. But he wasnt dead. He thought sadly, he would never die.
Later on, he planned on trying to talk to Charley. He didn't exactly know how, but he had to try.
He heard footsteps behind...

The televisheni was screaming in the corner, declaring that a body had been found near the railway tracks, another life stolen from this world kwa a man playing god. I tossed a piece of paper into the trash, the drawing of Dracula ruined kwa the slip of my pen when I'd heard the word "Murder" on the television. I'd always loved the stories of serial killers on televisheni and I could tell kwa the decapitated body that this was just the beginning.
Pushing my hands up through my hair, I stood and walked over to the window. Cool, night air whispered through it, the sharpness of the late evening stinging...