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res killing me, draining out my blood, haunts me in eve

ed in pain as I felt his sharp fangs piercing through my skin. Then he began to s

to

, wake

ss of water that I immediately accepted to drink. The beads of sweat and tears rolled down my

ast few days, this always happens." T

ng it. I smiled at Irene to reassure her. Stella is ju

disturbance," I gently said to the two of th

em walked out of our room. I closed my eyes and touched my ch

rue? Does he exist? And why do those things suddenly ruined

it need t

t got late because of my slow movements. Stella and Irene went out fi

ed. I can recall it detail by detail. And I am sure that the man who saved me in the comfort room and that night is

nation just

in my bed after

t just

m I

ly ill. I have no family, I only have myself. No one's gonna take care

e for being absent-minded in his clas

ated about the controversial news," he

attern. Dry skin, two holes in the neck, and

o sounds like he's challenging us. He raised hi

hen the interes

r weird organizations. Only gore, crazy, and

e a gian

last time. The victim of that monster. The des

ir? What do you t

heory, would som

es lightly before nodd

s stared at Sir Pablo like he has three heads. Some covered their mouth

lief to realize what he just said. I a

ass. Instead of eating my snacks, I

nce as I stood in front of the faculty's roo

and looked for Sir Pablo. I saw

others with the headline about the controversial news are scattered. There ar

I greeted politely

ed his eyeglasses and raised his brow to me. The

egaz?" he asked and signaled me t

acing my bag on my lap. I clutc

ews, Sir..."

wivel chair told me that I caught his ful

re intere

nt to talk about your theory t

"The vampires. Everyone believes that they are just a myth. Ficti

stared at him. "I th

conds then he blinked consecutively, gaining his composure again. Sir Pabl

ntly. "Really? When?

's just an imagination. But it happened again, last Tuesday when I am from work. I encountered another one again and he had a victim," I uttered in a low voice, not wanti

him to speak, desperate that someone would bel

e serious. He smiled a b

ot just a myth anymore

ieve us because it so

hreds of evidence to prove it. I mean, I am going to find it. I am not

ve to myself that I am not crazy. I want to see it with my ow

m with his decision that I needed to persuade

" he sternly said

fied that he's giving me a chance. He sho

hat other than us, someone knows that vampires do

uddenly remember his unexplainable effects on me. I sighe

s me. I don