He flies through the moonlit night, searching for his next victim. He must find one before he weakens further. He needs blood, for that alone sustains him.
He sees his prey. He flies to a safe distance and perches, waiting for the moment to swoop down on that neck, that glorious blood spigot.
It's an unseen force that drives him to search night after night for that plasmatic elixir that grants him life.
He sees an opportunity and makes his move, diving down on his victim's neck.
SWAT!!
"We better go inside, love. These bloody mosquitos are eatin' me alive!"
Neville Hunt over 2 years ago
Well you had me fooled there Christopher! I was expecting an homage to Vincent Price, but you delivered a bloody good twist!
VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Very Nice, Loved it!!
Jamie Clapperton over 2 years ago
Loved the execution of this. Started to suspect the twist just before it came but that was part of the fun .;-)
Christopher over 2 years ago
Thanks, everyone. Sorry, I've been preoccupied lately and haven't been here.
VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Welcome back!!
VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Hope you and family are alright
Christopher over 2 years ago
Thanks, Verity. I've just had a lot going on this past month.
Hopefully I'm back full-time now.
VerityAlways over 2 years ago
Glad you are back in good form!