Take a walk to clear your head (Vampire).

You figure that the feeling of someone having eyes on you is just leftover from work, as this is your first day of in a while, and your managers were always on your back.

You put on some lightly worn runners, and head outside. You just walk around the area for a bit, gripping the mace you keep in your pocket, just in case. You feel more relaxed as you walk, the fresh air doing wonders.

At the outskirts of the suburbs, in an alley, you see a hooded figure. You think nothing of it at first, likely a druggie looking for their next hit, or a homeless person trying to stay hidden. Whatever the case, you keep your distance from them, and you feel like those eyes are back. You look, and see that the hooded figure is watching you. You shudder and just keep moving.

This time however, the feeling doesn't go away. Even though every time you turn around, there's nobody there, it persists. You start to move a little faster, until you reach the road where new developments are being built. At this point, you hear words behind you.

"Cornered." A feminine voice softly says. You spin around to see the cloaked figure as it becomes overcast. "Finally, I have you here."

Your eyes go wide as you take a step back. "Who are you? Why are you stalking me?" You ask, panicking, as your grip tightens around the can of pepper spray.

"Well, my name is Victoria, and I'm a vampire." She says, removing her cloak. You see her red eyes shine, with either lust or hunger, not able to tell which is worse. You see her fangs as she licks them in anticipation. "But just call me your new wife."

At this point, you whip out your pepper spray and aim it, but before you can even push the plunger, she is twisting your wrist, wrenching it out of your hand. You wince in pain, and you see a strange look of remorse.