Bradley

The door swung silently inward, Ellie's eyes scanned the room as she saw the guy sat in the opposite corner plucking away on a guitar whilst singing to himself. Ellie stood in the room, a predatory grimace crossed her fang tipped lips as she moved forward. Her prey sat strumming away with his eyes closed caught up in the moment and blissfully unaware of the fanged strangers presence in the room.

A sudden silence encompassed the room as he stopped playing, slowly opening his eyes to see the gorgeous fiery redhead before him. Arousal courses through his body until he notes the red gleam of her eyes, time seems to slow as she parts her plump lips to reveal her elongated fangs. Ellie snarls as she lifts her taloned hands and dives forward eager to feast upon her prey.

"Oh shit" He gasps.

Whilst Ellie is fast, her prey is faster.

Adrenaline courses through Bradley's aroused body as he slides off of the chair and onto the cold wooden floor, clutching the guitar in one hand. His mind flashes through the myriad of horror films he's seen throughout the years. Bradley instinctively raises the guitar and slams it against the wall, the instrument splinters as he swiftly backs up against the wall wielding the neck of the guitar as a makeshift stake.

Ellie backs momentarily backs off, she didn't expect a fight. Bradley waves the stake menacingly as a standoff ensures.