Waiting for the moment

I sit down into my coffin and pull the cover over. As the lid falls into the grooves, being in here brings some Deja vu.

A month ago, I was woken from my hibernation. A hibernation is a period of time for monsters like me when we suffer a major injury or are mass hunter and have to hide ourselves so they forget and give up. My hibernation was after the First World War where I was fighting in Verdun. A general was running towards an emcampment and tripped. I noticed he was about to be attacked so I body shielded myself to save him. I survived, but the injuries were so bad that after getting first aid, I flew to my hibernation cave.

A century later, two explorers found my tomb in the desert near Lake Chad. The lake dried up and a cavern was revealed, revealing my slumber chamber. A woman opened my tomb as her partner guarded the entrance. My powers closed the tomb door so her friend couldn’t save her. She was paralysed by my hypnotic powers. I rose from my coffin and unbuttoned her shirt. The amber torch bounced around on her melanic skin. I leaned towards her neck and bit her. She whimpered as I drank from her. I wrapped my arms around her and dragged her into my coffin, feeding on her happily. When I was satisfied, she was skinny and gasping for air, I gave her some blood and shut her in my coffin. I then undid my spell and her partner ran in. He started calling for her but I punched him in the chest, grabbing his heart and yanking it out. He let off his last gasp and fell backwards. I gazed at his heart and devoured it, carefully sucking ever last drop of blood to satisfy my hunger. I smiled and left the cave.

That brought me to using my tomb gold I saved up to buy the club.

I hear a giggle outside my room. I prepare myself.