Habitually Elizabeth arrived to school lively and vivacious, but for the past few days, she brought herself tired and with a reduced amount of energy. She kept on in that manner until about lunchtime. On the fourth day this occurred, we resolved to interrogate her about what was ensuing. We took a seat by her at lunch and I gave her this question: “Why are you so out of it these days? You didn’t always have this behavior. What’s happening?” “I’m not certain. I have the same dream each night and I awaken from it. I clearly ache all over and feel unreservedly drained and I can’t get back to my slumber, no matter how hard I struggle.” “What is this dream about?” “When I rouse from my phantasm, I cannot recall what it was concerning.” “I see.”
When night tide arrived, as Elizabeth lie still in her bed, she became entranced by a bizarre cry, whose forbidding origins seemed not of this sphere. As she approached the window to distinguish what the reverberation was, she was filled with trepidation and excitement simultaneously. Upon opening the shudders, there stood a looming figure in the murky obscurity of the night. Its two bright stabbing cobalt eyes sent a quake of terror down Elizabeth’s spine. By some arrangement of strange conjuring, it appeared in her gloomy chambers, by some nameless manner of teleportation. With a ghastly utterance and a horrifying gesticulation of its icy and shriveled hand, it entranced her. She strolled to it willingly and it captured her in its arms. With one hand around her waist, and the other tilting her head to one side, her fragile neck was exposed. It drove its fangs into her neck and bestowed upon her two puncture wounds. It lapped up the blood that spewed forth from the fountains for a minute and after that, Elizabeth ceased to bleed. Her wounds were healed, and she fell to the floor.
The sound of Elizabeth striking the floor aroused her father from his slumber. He was armed with a Winchester at his bed. He shot at the beast, and wounded it in the leg, but it scuttled off into the dark. That was the conclusion of the attacks.