ANONYMOUS
I needed the blood. The life force that would finish what I had started. The full moon was coming fast, and once it arrived, the curse would start to haunt me again if I didn’t act.
I had watched, waited, and made sure the hospital was quiet. Some nurses had gone home. Others were busy elsewhere. I knew my target, and luck had favored me, there was no tight security tonight. No one was standing guard at her door, no wandering eyes.
I dressed in black, my head covered, a mask was tight over my face. Even if someone looked, they wouldn’t recognize me. I knew the room, the position of the bed, the angle of the pipes holding her fragile body together. I had studied this moment for weeks. Every step calculated, every breath measured.
The door clicked under my careful hand. I pee
