A silent shiver rode up my back as the moon gently grazed across the road that stood before me. Where I was going and where from I came was not on my mind at all. Just the single word seemed to vibrate through my murky soul, BRAINS. That sounds a bit odd but hey, who really stops to think what these things mean anyway. All I know is that I am now walking down this god damned road waiting for something to happen. What exactly I do not know so I guess I will just have to wait until the right time comes.

Trying to look back on any memories of the past just seems to put me through pain. All that happens is fuzzy grotesque images wavering in and out and I get a huge headache that seems to cry out for about a dozen Tylenol. Tylenol, what does that word mean. I knew just a few seconds ago but I swear to God that it just slipped out of my comprehension. Everything seems to be, they just seem to fade away into nothingness. What the hell is happening to me? Just what the crap am I doing waiting here on a road for something that I have no bloody idea will come.

I caught a glimpse of a glimmering light come from down the road aways. I have no idea what it is so I will just slide behind this rock here until it passes by. I feel quite strange if you really want to know. This cold is chilling me to the bone, what strange weather for a summer's night. Is it the night or is it just me? I saw a shape form from the nothingness down the road .It slowly crept into the moonlight as the glint sparkled off a red bike. That's it. It is a young boy on a bike. Doesn't he know that he shouldn't be out so late on a cold night like this. Is it really cold?

He came closer and closer to me. I leapt from my meek hiding place to say greetings to the young lad .The boy's attention finally focused on me and this scream shattered through his tasty little mouth. Why was he screaming? I understand a bit startled by my sudden appearance but to scream so just doesn't seem natural to me.

His luscious little cheeks turned a bright cherry red as a small wet spot appeared to run down his meaty little legs. His eyes seemed to bulge so far out of his skull that they should pop out.

Suddenly this totally strange urge almost struck me off my feet. Under no control of mine my legs seemed to run towards the frightened little child. In a split second I grabbed the boy by the shoulders and ripped his throat out with my teeth. I slurped as his life-giving blood flowed into my being. I then took his feeble little head and smashed it into the road and to my glorious surprise there it was, his brains all over my shirt and, of course, the ground. I feasted well as I licked his skull clean.

Hey, wait! What the hell am I doing? Jesus Christ what have I done to this poor child? The urge to throw up seized my bony body. I shambled slowly up the streets crying to myself. The moon sent shivers up my back. What the hell am I doing here? I can't remember anything anymore, just fuzzy images of a time long forgot. What is that down the road? Is that someone walking towards me? Maybe I should hide just in case. After all you never know what the hell might walk the streets this late at night.

THE END