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Night wind blowing cool across his face, Kam ran breathlessly down the alley. As soon as he stopped he felt himself start to sweat profusely, and he could feel the heat radiating off him. He flapped his shirt and tried to cool down, but to no avail. It was only the rushing night that kept him cool, and when not moving his thundering heartbeat pounded in his temples and every inch of his skin felt intensely hot.

They were following, he knew that. He wasn't that fast that he could have outrun them. Kam felt trapped... he had no place to run to, yet he must run... he felt by now as if there was nothing in the world except running... He had to escape the terror that pursued him. Shadowy figures had dogged him for the past week, whispering unintelligibly from the shadows then melding out of sight when he turned; the only thing he'd seen for sure was the occasional dark silhouette that he dare not approach, the only sounds other than footsteps of pursuit the occasional laugh in the night.

Keep running. There had to be someone, had to be somewhere...

Kam heard a quiet noise just behind him. Fear slammed into him, a sudden and complete bombardment of the senses. Shakily, with his chest constricted to the point where he could hardly breath, he turned slowly. A cold wind blew over him, making him feel suddenly and unnaturally cold. His panic heightened, the great weight on his chest even worse...

The alley was empty. Totally and utterly devoid of movement. No sound and nothing living in sight. The wet cobblestones glistened grimly in the moonlight. He sighed with relief... just his imagination getting him worked up. He turned to leave.

She was stunning. Though what a beautiful woman like her was doing in an alley like this one was beyond Kam. How she had got so close without him hearing was the other thing he could not explain. Her clothes, at least the trenchcoat over the top of them, looked expensive. She moved with a transfixing grace and charm, and seemed to radiate a calm over him.

Kam's breathing slowed, and his urge to run wildly away washed out of him. She moved towards him silently, and reached out with one gloved hand. The soft black glove caressed the side of his face. Kam stood still, trembling slightly, a vague unease stirring in the back of his mind. She moved closer to him, standing so close that he could smell the perfume she was wearing. Still she said nothing. Kam began to shiver, and the urge to run returned. He started to pull back from the woman, but she followed. Finally his nerved snapped, and Kam spun around and careered up the alley.

Through his returned terror, he could hear the woman's footsteps as she followed. He snatched a glance over his shoulder, and saw with sudden horror that she was keeping up with his crazed dash effortlessly. Overtaken by a rising terror, he was running back the way he had come, the shadows forgotten.

Sensing a sudden and unnaturally fast movement behind him, he spun around in his flight. The woman in black slammed into him, hurling him to the ground. His head slammed down on the cobblestones and bright spots of light chased each other around his blurred image of the alley. He staggered to his feet and tried to run again, but he staggered almost immediately and fell to the ground once more.

A weight, real this time, settled on his chest. He looked with the complete incomprehension of total panic into the face of the woman. She smiled, revealing perfectly white teeth... and a pair of fangs. Kam gave a hoarse and almost silent scream as she leaned down; one gloved hand on his shoulder, the other on his cheek, her breath kissing his neck.....


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                I wrote this way back then.)

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