There's been some suspicions about the young woman living in the house at the end of the block. She's new in town, says she's here for school, from what I've been told. But something doesn't add up. From what I see of her briefly, she must be attending night classes. Sometimes she brings people back really late in the night too. Maybe a study buddy? Or...whatever the university kids are getting up to at that hour. But, not my business. I hardly ever see her out during the day. Perhaps I'm being paranoid. It's natural to be a little suspicious of new people to the neighborhood. Especially when they don't try to make an effort to get to know the neighbors. I should go introduce myself, welcome her to the neighborhood and all.

It's Thursday now, middle of the day. Guess now is the best time to catch her, if she really is taking night classes. I walk down the block up to her house. Small but regal in appearance. Almost looks as if it was just built. Haven't seen a lot of construction workers out here that much though. I approach her door and knock. The door opens.

The young woman answers the door. Her hair is long and straight, jet black and well groomed. Her skin is pale as the snow, not a wrinkle or blemish to be seen. Her clothes look like they've never been worn, almost as if they're brand new. But she's wearing a turtleneck sweater. In the middle of the day and during the summer.

"Hello?" she says to me, her voice gentle and soft. "Who are you?"

"I'm one of the neighbors down the street, saw you were new to these parts, figured I'd introduce myself."

"Well that's very nice of you" her voice bright and cheery all of a sudden. "Come in, I'll make you some tea."

Her house is eloquent and pristine. Everything is perfect, no furniture tarnished or out of place. Spotless floors, elegant woodwork, something out of a fairy tale. We go to the kitchen and she pours me me a cup of tea. Earl Grey, my favorite. It tastes magnificent, unlike any other tea I've had.

"So what brings you to the neighborhood?" I ask.

"The university. It's much better than the one I was at before, the education I was getting there didn't feel as fulfilling as the material I'm learning here." she says. She turns back towards her clock briefly, then back to me.

"Well I'm glad you're getting something fulfilling out of this. After living here in Wiltshire my whole life, things just become repetitive."

Having tea this early in the day must've been a bad idea on my part, I'm starting to feel a little groggy.

"Think it's time for me to head out." I say, halfway through a yawn. "It was very nice meeting you."

"But sir, we've only just met. I think you should stay a little longer" she chuckled. That's the last thing I remember before falling asleep.

Next think I know, I wake up in a cold, dark room behind some kind of cage. I can barely see anything in here. What did she do to me?

As I pace around, I stumble on something. Oh god, it feels like a body. I creak as a door opens, light shines through. And sure enough I was right. A pale, gaunt body lying in front of me. A terrified expression on the man's face. I turn towards the light and I see someone walk. The figure turns the lights on. It's her. The neighbor.

I can't believe it. This whole time, the girl at the end of the block, she's not who she says she is. She's some kind of psychotic murderer. I stumble back in fear as she gets closer to the cage.

"Who are you? What have you done here?" I ask her, nervously.

"I'm Rosalinda." she says with a devious smile plastered across her face. "I'm just the typical university student taking night classes, nothing to be concerned about." She lets out a deceptive chuckle.

"I'm serious, who are you and what are you doing?" I ask.

"Fine, I'll tell you" she said, begrudgingly. "My real name is Rosalinda Julietta Crowley. I'm a...hunter, of sorts. I've come here to escape my old town as they didn't take too kindly to my hunting methods. There's the short of it."

"You're a monster. To be so casual and nonchalant about your actions, it's evil."

"Evil, no. I do so for my survival. And a monster? Perhaps. For you, it could be in the literal sense." She smiled, ear to ear. I could see every pearly white tooth. I look closer and I finally see what she really is.

"You're a vampire!" My back is fully against the wall, how did I not see it?

"You know my secret now. And with that, I can't let you out of here alive. I do hope you understand" she tells me with a deceitful, sarcastic tone in her voice.

"No, please. I'll do anyth-"

I see her open the cage and she lunges at me, with the speed of a gazelle.

I scream. And the world goes dark.