The Camp

{Start dream}

We were in the entrance to the house. Him a couple stairs up, me leaning against the railing near him. There were a few others there as well, one a slightly balding shorter man, wild of eye and sharp of teeth. Almost like I was the only non-vampire. Except I wasn't. One other girl there didn't have marks on her neck either.

At least, not at first.

The shorter man leaned in. Eyes mad, like a feral cat. He told me to ask what the plan was, and then that I wouldn't know until I had joined him. Them. It was a secret. I wasn't ready for it yet.

{Scene break}

Bedroom. A queen-sized four-poster bed. Blood red bedsheets. Two lovers caress one another, when the man gently nips down on the woman's neck, drawing out a hint of blood. It lands unnoticed on the sheets, and the woman tentatively feels her neck, where two holes from sharp teeth are. She smiles softly, running her tongue over her now sharpening teeth.

"You're one of us now, Tess."

I smile more as we embrace.

"It's time you knew the plan."

A quizzical look from me. He continues.

"I'm going to die. On November thirteenth, at 7:20 PM."

Friday the thirteenth, I think.

"So specific?"

"It's the very hour of my birth. Twenty-six years, to the second."

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"So he told you?"

The feral man again. I'm shocked. Tears are coursing down my face.

I love him. It's deep. It's pure.

I'm going to lose him.

I see the girl from earlier. This time, a mark adorns her neck. Bite marks, still fresh. I touch mine. They're healing, but still an angry red, and swollen. The feral man nods, indicating that he had turned her. She sees my stare and shyly looks away, continuing up the stairs, not meeting the man's hungry gaze.

"I should have drained her dry."

He leaves. I never see either again.

{Scene break}

"Why does it have to be you that dies?"

I'm straddling him, on a chair. My shirt is across the room, and his lips on my breast. My hands gently comb through his thick dark hair, pulling his head closer, placing soft kisses at the top of his head.

"Because I'm the only one who can put an end to this. I need to go to the camp tomorrow. It's the only way.

"But know this. No matter what, I'll always love you.

"And I'll always be with you."

He takes a golden band off of his finger, and slowly places it on mine.

"I'm glad I could spend my final days with you."

"I still don't understand...

"Why you?"

{End of dream}