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Night of the Blood Moon Vampires: Part 3 12:50PM, Feb. 9

The main draw-bridge was always bolted shut. I couldn’t go threw there. I began to think. Maybe if I get to the bottom ground floor, climb out the window, and run to town. That was an option that I had to take because I couldn’t think of any other ones. There were problems that I knew would occur. One was that the ground floor was usually heavily guarded by the guards. Another was the amount of time I had! Time was obviously running out.
I needed to take the chance. Without a tie, they wouldn’t let you attend the ceremony. I quietly walked down the torch lit hall to the door that led to the ground floor. I opened the old wooden door and crept down the stony steps.
I kept going down, one step at a time, and always looking behind me making sure I had no stalker snitches on my back. When I finally reached the bottom, I was confused. There were walls taken out. Giant holes leaving huge gaps that led out to the outside world. There was something sinister about it. I heard something behind me. Something that I knew was dangerous. I quickly ditched the haunted room by climbing out one of the gaping holes. My feet touched the muddy ground, and slowly sank. The mud seemed to have red in it… Blood? Another question that also buzzed in my head was why Andrew was out of school, and how he really got those needles in his foot. The forest was up ahead. To get to the small isolated town was by going threw the dense, and always cold forest. I walked swiftly over to the beginning of the forest. I took one last glance at the academy. It was like a castle, with a grand maze inside. We weren’t even aloud to go in more than half of the academy. Some of the most secret parts were said to be in hell. People always gossiped that that’s were the academy ends. And then they say that the devil himself used to live in the ancient castle. I took one last breath before I walked into the shadowy forest. I looked up. Just the way I remembered it. No light was ever able to seep threw the dense trees.
The forest, as always, was always hazy, with a thick cloak of a red smog………….Red? It was always a cloudy smog, never, ever red. The forest was becoming even more forbidding. My swift walk evolved into a sprint. I had to get out of this place fast. It was also even more evil then usual. Even more dark, more colder.
I heard tree braches crack under my feet. Then behind me, I heard a mimic of the tree branches cracking behind me. I checked behind me to see what it was. Maybe a small animal like a chipmunk or maybe even a bird. But I soon realized, that’s very unlikely. Nothing, EVER came into these woods but humans. There was NEVER any food in the forest because it was so dark, so cold. So, that was very, VERY unlikely. It had to be something human. I turned back around and kept going straight toward town. My sprint was now a run. Just a little more and I’d new I’d get there. Maybe two to five minutes.
I kept my fast, steady speed, looking back often, making sure whatever I heard before was not behind me anymore. I looked in front of me and slowed down when I saw the little light, indicating that I was there. The little town that always soothed me because it reminded me of the small town I lived in as a kid. But my smirk was now fading into sadness. My parents moved two times since I was gone for these past 14 years.
I slowly balanced my way down the steep cliff that led to the small valley. Just about a one minute walk from there and then I’d reach the small, crowded town.
Once I reached the bottom, a little light was shining from the sky, of course the sun. It was a dim, pleasant light that rarely shined in this bleak part of the world. I looked back again, now paranoid from the awful forest.
I felt like skipping to the awful town, I was just so happy to almost be there. Instead I walked quit threw the damp grass that touched up to my knee. “BARK!” A chill ran down my spine. A dog? I turned around to were I heard it. It was a dog with giant fangs, hanging from it was a dark gray rat dead, blood dripping from it.
It looked like it was a greyhound, it was colored like a cheetah, golden fur with black spots. I shuddered. I turned and ran. The dog let out another ear piercing bark. More tree branches cracked and popped as a man wearing big army boots emerged from the shady forest. I quickly glanced back. He had tan skin and wore long baggy army pants. He had dirty blonde hair and crystal blue eyes.
“HAULT!” He called out to me. He pulled out a rifle, pointing it at me. I gulped, then stopped. I turned around fully, praying in my head, and wishing that I’d never left the academy, just to get a stupid tie.
“GOOD BOY,” he yelled again. “WERE AM I?” He asked. “Your by the small town of Green Field,” I answered him nervously. “THANK YOU,” he called back to me, then ran off back to the forest. I was puzzled. Who was he? I was paralyzed with fear for a while. I resumed, wishing that the awful memory would disappear. I almost got shot.
I returned to what I was doing, I walked down the small slope to the small forest barrier with some rocks and trees that separated the big valley from the small town of Green Field. It was just a couple more steps before it happened. A ringing in my ear. A ground shaking EXPLOSION.