Here is another quote out of my NaNoWriMo story.
When Taylor calmed down a little more she realized that she didn’t know where she was. And neither did anyone else. She remembered her phone had been in her pocket. She reached for it and it was still in her pocket, even after running and falling so many times.
“Please answer, please answer.” She chanted as she called her uncle.
“Taylor? Where are you?”
“We were driving on Jackson, the last cross street that I saw was High, before that came Alder.” Taylor got out as fast as she could. “He turned up a long driveway. It had an automatic gate, a black one. It was a long driveway. The house is old and looks abandoned. I ran into the trees, to the right of the house. I’m lost somewhere in the trees. I just kept running until I couldn’t.”
“Let me tell the police. I’ll get people together and we are coming after you.” Peter hesitated. He couldn’t make any of the calls until he hung up, but Taylor sounded so scared. He didn’t want to hang up on her.
“Wait!” Taylor said. “He’s a vampire. When he looks at you he can give you commands that are really hard not to obey.”
Taylor wanted to make sure that nobody was caught off guard like she had been.
“I know. I’ll make sure that everyone else does too.” Peter said. “I’ve got to hang up in order to pull together the search group.”
“Ok.” Taylor said. After a moment she went ahead and hung up on him.
“So you have help on the way.” A voice came out of nowhere.
Taylor screamed, then realized that the voice didn’t sound familiar. She turned to her right to face the owner of the voice. It wasn’t the vampire that had kidnapped her, but it was a vampire. She began to move backwards but the bush behind her got in her way.
Taylor fumbled for her phone again.
“Don’t worry child. I will not hurt you.” He said.
Taylor waited for the compulsion to wrap around her mind, ready to fight it. But she didn’t see any compulsion, didn’t feel it. Taylor cautiously studied the man in front of her, her phone in her hand. He stood in front of her immaculately dressed. Taylor was suddenly conscious of the tears in her clothes, covered in dirt with scratches everywhere.
He simply stood in front of her, waiting for her to make up her mind whether or not to make the phone call.
“If you call, I can be gone before they get here.” He finally said.
“Why are you here.” Taylor asked.
“I’ve been tracking down an out of control vampire that has started killing people. I finally track him down by the dead bodies in an unexpected number in a rural area. I show up and am looking around, manage to find his home base because he is careless. Or maybe inexperienced.” The vampire looked at her again.
“Convenient that you just happen to be tracking the ‘evil vampire.’ That makes you one of the good guys?” Taylor said before she realized that taunting a vampire while she was lost in the woods was a bad idea.