The tall man soon realized what was going on and he screamed in horror. One part of him wanted to save his friend and the other part wanted to get as far as possible from this wild man. But his knees were weak. His legs were shaking and they felt like jelly. Mustering the remaining courage that was left in him and with the help of the adrenaline rush, he attempted to make a run for his life.
However, he heard a 'plop' behind him. The killer has release his first victim of the day after drinking his fill. The blood of the dead soon turns cold. They are like stales and leftovers. Even though the killer took its sip, it was not as tasty as he had wanted it to be. It was a pity that the man had died before he could drink his blood to his heart content.
