“Because... you can always catch me later...?”

“Because...” you smile sheepishly... “you can always catch me later...?”

Deb stops for a second. She giggles.

“That is true, we can always catch you later... Okay guys, let’s get that bitch Nicole!”

The two other creatures suddenly vanish from your sight.

Deb gives you one last look.

“Catch you later,” she says smiling before following Caroline and the man.

For a long time you are unable to move. The last image of your sister is burned into your retina. In her mouth, you saw two very nasty looking fangs. That was not your sister. That was a monster, a vampire...

Finally, after letting all the tears of your body silently flow down your cheeks, you walk towards the beach. You sit down. The sky is lit with a thousand stars. You fall asleep realizing how insignificant you are, how futile all this story was. Your sleep is haunted by terrible nightmares.

***

You are woken up by a powerful explosion. Your arm is feeling even worse, you fear that the damage is irreversible but you do not really care.

The sun is high in the sky, the past night feels like a far away nightmare.

The Caron burning in the distance brings back a semblance of reality to your world. A long sigh passes your lips, you survived, your sister did not come to catch you later. You will bear the scars of these two nights for years to come but at least you survived.

A small dingy boat approaches the peer. Is it a rescue team? Survivors from the boat? The thought of speaking to other human beings feels with warmth. You stand and walk towards the berthing skiff.

But you stop. A scream of maddening terror explodes in your throat when you recognize one of the three silhouettes climbing down the boat.

Mister Quincey Morris looks back at you.