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It was a perfectly normal cold, wet winter's day.

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It was a perfectly normal cold, wet winter's day as Chris a polite and co-operative businessman drove his car home from a hard day at work. Chris was seen as a likeable guy, not married, but still a nice guy. Chris was relieved at the sight of his house, he just wanted to get home and watch Television. He parked his new Lotus Elise in his garage and slowly walked in with a satisfied grin on his face. He opened the door to his huge, empty house and walked at a steady pace to reach his destination. He switched on the television just in time to watch the ten o'clock news. Chris was hypnotised by the news as he watched it like a zombie. The usual outrageous story was on and this was succeeding into driving Chris into a state of depression. Chris thought he imagined hearing his name. It was like he saw a ghost. Chris questioned himself and re-focussed his eyes properly back on the screen. He realised it was his name mentioned. ...read more.

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This feeling was the feeling of deja vu. Chris had never experienced a feeling so strong. He walked up to the television set. This reminded him of two weeks ago. It was ten o'clock, Chris flicked through the channels searching obsessively for the ten o'clock news. He succeeded and started watching expecting anything, but nothing could have prepared him for this. Surely enough the top story was a man murdered. The man also had the same name, Chris Smith. Chris shuddered and jumped out of the seat. The lights flickered wildly. He looked out of his window onto his driveway and sighted a man dressed in black walking towards his door. There was a loud knocking startling Chris out of the trance in which he fell into. Chris's legs turned to jelly. His facial features screwed up like a puppy dog as he prepared to open the door. He opened the door. The mysterious man uttered a few muffley words out of his mouth. Chris heard him, but still said pardon. A louder attempt was made. ...read more.

Conclusion

Chris thought nothing of it. There it was again, but this time closer. Chris lifted his head and scanned the area for any signs of life. Just as he relaxed and placed his head on the pillow he heard a voice. Chris stood up, turned around and there it was glaring him in the face. It was an evil not describable by words. It was a tall figure dressed in leather. Chris instantly pulled out a knife and stabbed him twice in the stomach. It stood there and laughed in the lowest and most fearful tone of voice ever none to man. Stabbing it made no effect. It decided to show the motive for conducting such heinous crimes. The creature displayed its over grown canines. He or it was a vampire. That was the story of how Chris Smith was changed for eternity into one of them, a vampire. The man who warned him was the previous victim, but was only killed because he was not the man the vampire was after. The vampire wanted him alone. He only knew the name of him so he went through all the Chris Smiths who lived in London. Why him? That remains a mystery. ...read more.

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