Blood Sucker

"David?" Hazel's voice hesitantly rang from within the imprint.

But still, there was still no response. David's red glaring eyes scanned through the entire forest and then rested on the body that was a few feet away from him.

His nose flared up at that moment and with agility not suitable for his current injured condition, he lept at the dead body, pressing it under him.

His mouth opened up wide, revealing four long and sharp canines. He bit straight at the neck, of the corpse, making a bloody mess of the neck.

It wasn't up to ten minutes the young man had died, so the blood was still warm and fresh.

The instant the blood flowed from his mouth, his throat, directly into his body, his cells, muscles and veins absorbed the blood endlessly like a sponge.

David's stomach was like a bottomless pit. He sucked in the blood without end until there was nothing but a dried corpse underneath him.