I am here..
A Vampire!!!!
The word rang in her head, like the church bells back at her village. She had heard that word, of course, from the priest at the cathedral, associating it with a demonic kind of creature—a bloodsucker who feeds on mortal man. He had mentioned it being a myth, and every person had considered the vampire to be an evil creature.
The memory of that night clicked; the one who had killed Philemon had been a vampire. He had sucked his blood, killing him instantly. Of course, she would not have believed the word "vampire" and would have assumed it was just a myth, but she had seen it—the creature that attacked Philemon might likely be a vampire.