I don’t know what I’m doing here. It’s dark, and crowded. The people here, they aren’t even really friends of mine. Barely acquaintances really. But still, here I am. There are people everywhere, pressing in on me. Its getting close to that time of the night, the time when everybody stops pretending to be nice boys and girls. The time when everybody decides to drop the masks. It’s nearing midnight now, 12 minutes.

His eyes lock on me from across the room. His useless breaths coming slow despite the obvious arousal on his face. He has no heartbeat anymore, that much I am aware of. How could he? He is the reason I am here after all. His lips part, a silent call of my name. Or was it actually spoken? I can almost hear his voice, which is ridiculous over all the sound. Nine minutes. Nine minutes until countless numbers of people in the crowd will find out just what sort of club this is.

I feel her move up behind me, holding onto my waist. She knows what to do. She locks eyes with him as well, and a soft growl escapes her lips. Funny, it sounded vaguely like “mine”. But that’s impossible. She can’t still think to claim me after what I did to her. I must be imagining things again. But still, her arms clench tighter around my waist, lips pressing softly over my neck. Maybe I was wrong….?

Four minutes. The heat in the club seems to rise as the bodies dance faster, pressing closer. The many humans in here don’t stand a chance. In just a few minutes there will no longer be any true humans here, except for the occasional pet. That’s what I was….a pet. But he grew tired of me and changed me. I suppose I should thank him, haven’t seen him in a couple hundred years after all. And if it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have met her. Charlotte. Mine. And I’m the only one to claim her that she will admit to. But that’s ok, because nobody else will ever have a chance again.

There it goes. Midnight. And suddenly the screaming is piercing the night, but there is nobody close enough to hear. Nobody who would care anyway. And there are her teeth, joining right along with the lips and tongue. Gods, when did she learn that?