In the dead of night, you felt my fangs pierce your flesh. I felt you struggle, your blood gushing into my mouth. Your pulse slowed, as I drank greedily, your breath became laboured. Your once bright eyes I fell in love with, now dark, pale and fading into the darkness. I let you go before I frenzy. I watched you on the cold ground, gasping for breath. I knelt beside you, holding your head in my lap, I gaze loving into your eyes, as the light fades from them. . .SNAP! Heh, I just snapped your neck. . .You're dead.