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“Sir, please excuse me… I don’t think this is the way to my house.” Anna said from the backseat, kicking herself for accepting a ride from a stranger.

This guy looked official though, he even had the grill between the backseat and the driver, just like the police.

“It’s OK sweetie… I know a shortcut” Clyde said flashing her a quick smile. He couldn’t believe his fortune, she was beautiful, youthful but not child-like, her dark eyes and light skin had caught his attention while she walked alone at night. Most appealingly, he didn’t recognize her as being from his neighborhood.

He patrolled with the neighborhood watch for years now. An epidemic of missing persons gripped his city. After he started patrolling, his neighborhood had been spared.

He turned the sedan onto a small gravel road that led to an isolated industrial site. “Sir? This really doesn’t seem like the right way.” She said, covertly trying the door handles.

“Sir? Please!... You’re starting to scare me.”

“It’s going to be okay darling… just relax.” His grin now had an ominous quality in the dim light from the dashboard.

She was now nearing full panic, trying both door handles, the windows, finally shaking the grill between the backseat and him. “Please Sir! This isn’t the way. Please let me out! My family will be looking for me!” she begged.

Clyde parked the car under the cover of an old rusty steel building, turning for another look at her in the backseat. “It’s going to be alright, just sit tight… I’ll be right back.” He said, flashing her a wink.

She was now hysterical, trying to kick the windows, scream for help, anything she could to get free from her prison.

Clyde opened the trunk and removed his kit. He flashed back to the first time he had done this and how many mistakes he had made. “This one would not get away, and they would never find a trace of her.” He thought, calming his nerves.

He methodically organized his tools on a table beside the car, occasionally checking on Anna. Was she praying? “That’s foolish” he thought.

He kept the gun on her, opening the door, coaxing “Come out. I’ll make it quick.”

Her fear had subsided, a small grin as she looked up. “You know… bullets won’t kill me.”

He smiled knowingly; she hadn’t reflected in his mirrors.

“Yes…. But the holy water in this water gun will burn so...” her grin fading “Please just come out and I’ll make it painless.” He said, subliminally pondering why her grin had returned more sinister.

He didn’t notice the being behind him until the fangs punctured his neck. Realizing too late that he left the wooden stake on the table and that she wasn’t praying, she was calling for help telepathically.

Anna slid from the backseat to join the feeding; pausing to look into his panicked eyes “Sir… I told you that my family would be looking for me.”

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