Into the Dangerous World

She silently cursed as footsteps passed outside the door.

She'd thought she was safe... again. But safe places were getting harder to find, and never stayed safe for very long.

The footsteps were fading into the distance, but they'd be back.

Once she was sure they were gone, she would flee. Her only hope was to avoid people, until she could find a new, temporary sanctuary.

More footsteps - louder, closer.

She cursed again, then prayed, under her breath, as the door began to open.

"Damn you," she hissed, as she sank her fangs into the man's neck and drank deeply.