Leon gazed blankly at the television screen.  An icy chill ran down his back.  His mother rushed over to him, squeezing him tightly in her arms.  She tried comforting him, believing that he had been shocked at a fellow student’s death.  But in truth, he thought he had killed her. 

These thoughts made Leon’s stomach churn, making him ill.  He broke free of his mother’s hold and ran into the bathroom.  His whole body ached as he vomited into the toilet.  His eyes watered from the pain, rendering him unable to see.  Feeling his way over to the sink to clear his eyes, he looked into the mirror. 

He gasped in horror seeing a crimson liquid drip down from his mouth.  He wiped it off his bottom lip and placed upon his tongue.  It was warm and sweet.  He grew pale as he recognized that it was blood.  But it wasn’t just any ordinary blood.  Even mixed with the disgusting smell of his gastric juices, he recognized the sweet aroma of Mindy May’s blood.  He pressed up against the wall and slumped down to the floor. 

Leon realized that he had killed his classmate.  Worse than that, he had consumed her blood.  His body began to pulsate painfully again.  A familiar laughter echoed in his mind.  Although it was inside Leon’s head, the voice sounded like it was right next to him.

“Did you enjoy her blood?” the voice asked. “It had been ages since we’ve drunk the crimson life.  We simply couldn’t control ourselves.  We drained her completely.”

Leon covered his ears trying to block out the voice, but it was no use.  The voice laughed loudly at Leon’s feeble attempt.  The laughter grew louder and louder, until it echoed through Leon’s skull.  Leon got to his feet, looking into the mirror again.  He saw his doppelganger standing there, laughing hysterically.  Leon, infuriated at his duplicate, smashed the mirror with a single punch.  The shards imbedded into his hand, which caused blood to trickle out.  Looking at his blood, Leon’s body pulsated voraciously.  He fell to his knees; clutching his face and chest.  Hot beads of sweat dripped down his face as he knelt there, gritting his teeth in pain.  There was a faint knock on the bathroom door.  Leon picked himself up and listened carefully.  He could hear Briana’s voice coming from the other side.