Chapter 11: Corpse

'Boo.'

The man tenses up. I watch him reach for his gun, but he's too slow. I grab hold of his wrist, twisting it and pushing on his back. It causes him to land face-first on the car, breaking his nose and damaging his pride. The gun falls to the ground, and I kick it under the car. I'm not taking any more risks.

He screams in agony when I break his arm. His buddy is standing perfectly still, frozen in his tracks. He won't be much of a problem either.

While maintaining eye contact with the friend, I kick the other in the hollow of his knee. He folds like a fucking lawn chair, collapsing onto the ground.

When I start walking around the car, the friend finally realises he's in danger too. He sprints to his car at the speed of a dying man. Sadly, even that speed isn't fast enough to get away from a vampire.

He opens his mouth to scream, but I'm faster. I grab his throat and slam him to the ground, forcing all of the air out of his lungs.