I've never been one to believe that sort of crap. Zombies, vampires...you name it. But as I'm shivering under a car in a mall parking lot, everything I have ever believed in has come crashing down. If you're reading this...it may be too late, but there could still be hope.
I step through the sliding glass doors of the East Side Mall. My brain simply brushes off the news that has been circulating the last few days, one shocking report covering the story on a random hobo's face bitten off by a man with inhuman strength and overflowing anger. Not to mention the rumors flooding this very mall. Vampires? Ha! I scoff. But they have been said to be spotted here. First, shadows and screams in the alleyways, and now stalking, lurking inside. They say they are taking over the mall, down to store clerks themselves. I indignantly roll my eyes as I remember scanning the stories in the local newspaper.
My sneakers are unusually loud as they sq-eek against the white polished floor. It is strangely empty and the people passing by walk with briskness. On the third floor my vision is suddenly locked on a man pacing quickly back and forth in front of one of the shops. His skin looks as smooth and white as marble stone, and his eyes glow a faint orange and flicker...as if with hunger. His gaze suddenly refocuses in one spastic movement to view me. Then young man is coming towards me now. He makes his way across the room like a huge mechanical doll. He stiffly strides towards me but quickness and determination. My brain sends signals to me like sparks. Run! half of it tells me. The logical part tells me to not worry. Irrationality won that day. Something about that guy gave me the creeps. But he was already next to me before I could make much distance and was keeping up alongside of me easily. Panic turns me into the nearest available outlet. I rush inside a dark lit room. A nail parlor no less.
"May I help you?" A toneless voice calls. I turn to the right to dimly see the face of a lady with long black hair sitting at a desk. Her yellow eyes glow through the darkness.
"HIBYE." I reply and am out the door in a moment.
The man had disappeared. Making my way out of that sinister place I can't help but jump at every human walking by. The incident of that day I casually brushed off as I reached home and decided a three hour nap was the best bet for recovery from my near insanity.
Bzzzzz. I groan and reach for my buzzing phone.
"Hewo." I mumble through my pillow into the receiver.
"Hey Gabs!" A familiar voice says my name. My heart jumps.
"Hey Will!." Aaaand I'm up.
"I was wondering if you'd want to come over and watch a movie tonight or something."
"Sure, sure! What time?"
"Five?"
"Okay, sounds good. See you then." I smile and put down the phone. Will and I are friends. Just friends. At least he's always seen me that way.
That night we ordered chinese takeout and watched Peter Pan of all things.
I can barely contain my happiness when I see he has that movie. I'm a Pan geek. I've left my window open just a little bit...just in case...countless times.
"Okay, okay! Peter Pan it is." He flashes me a gleaming smile, but just a little longer than usual.
With his arm around me we watch the coolest movie on earth. But something feels different. I have this weird feeling that he cares about me in a way I've never noticed before. He smiles different, and when he falls asleep (and I slap him till he wakes up) he always pulls me a little closer. I go home confused.
The next day I step into the mall once again. Will's birthday is next week and I need to get him a present. I think I like him, and this idea brings a grin to my face. I slap myself quickly and shake the feeling off. Just Friends. I remind myself.
"Everyone gather at the first floor, Immediately." A loud voice calls from the mall's speakers. I'm shoved down the escalators in a group of panicking people. I view the crowd around me. People are pouring in through the mall doors, and are huddling on the floor.
"Hannah!" I call to a friend of mine I spot. "What's going on?"
"They say there's refuge here." she shivers.
Someone turns on the TV to the news.
A news reporter bellows, "Small town infested with so called reports of vampires. People are fighting their way through the doors of a local mall being attacked on their way to the refuge. More details to follow."
I rush outside the glass doors, I need to leave, I need to leave now. I see the pale man I had seen yesterday pouncing on a lady running towards the doors. Other people are behind me also making their way to their cars. The voice on the speaker is now cackling with laughter as I push my way outside. A group of swift guys are chasing us through the rows of cars. I turn my head slightly in horror to view a woman scream as one leeches onto her neck. Panic grips me harder as I try and remember where I parked my car. Shaking with fear I throw myself under a VW and hope to not be found. A few more screams chill the air, and few more taunting words are thrown at victims...then silence. I slowly inch my way out from under the car. I stand up and look around. They're all gone. The bloodsuckers have vanished completely.
"I knew if I waited it out they'd disappear!" A white haired man says as he jumps into his nearby truck.
I move quietly but quickly among the rows of cars. I still have a feeling that maybe this isn't all over. Why can't I remember where I parked? I need to get my butt out of here and I am more cautious then ever in the silence surrounding me. I turn and see a swift man running up a grassy hill towards me and towards the parking lot. I duck behind a car. I wait a moment and hold my breath. Leaning slightly forwards I view the surroundings are clear. Gone. He is nowhere to be seen.
"Looking for something?" I hear a playful voice call behind me.
I whip around to see the man leaning casually against the side of the car behind me.I can't even shriek as I dart from him in this cat and mouse chase. I am terrified, and he is taunting me, tiring me out for the kill. Half of me wants to give up but half of me wants to keep going...for someone. A part of me (the irrational one) can't stop thinking about just one person I want to fight this out for. The rational part of me tells myself it is too late, I might as well give in. But irrationality scores again. Will, that's who I want to survive for. I drop onto the asphalt and disappear under yet another car. All is deathly quiet again. And as I write this I hope it isn't too late. If it's too late for me, for me and Will, hopefully you can all save yourselves.

Well, really this was all a dream I had last night. Yeah, I thought I'd let you know the truth. Just in case I had seriously tricked you and you were sure vampires were attacking malls and all. I think I will have a lifelong fear of malls and parking lots from now on... and I think I'll forever be in love with Will. WHO'S NOT EVEN REAL. jgfdhgidhgjfdgnhjfkdhnjkjgk
Yeah, come on now.
Anyways, I'm extremely bored and extremely tired!
Signing off!!
wadja think? I felt like writing and this was the easiest idea that came to mind...everything else took too much thought at the moment =P
