As the first rays of dawn crept through the curtains, Samantha closed her eyes and was instantly transported back to that fateful night. The memory of her attack played out in vivid detail, each sensation and emotion flooding back with painful clarity.
This time, however, the face of her attacker seemed to be etched into her mind with a newfound sharpness. His features were twisted into a sinister sneer, his eyes glinting with an otherworldly hunger. But try as she might, Samantha couldn't place him - this mysterious young man who might have been the one who turned her into a creature of the night.
She wracked her brain for any shred of recognition, but it was like trying to grasp at smoke - just when she thought she had a clear picture, it slipped away into nothingness.
