Succubus

In a cold Halloween night , a girl named Anne stumbles by.

Disoriented and confused , she sees a blur walk up to her and asks her if she needs help.

Anne wobbles her head up and down , surprisingly understanding what he is saying.

"Come on , let's take you home ,Anne", the stranger said.

A few minutes that felt like hours later, they reached a house that wasn't Anne's.

It was a two story house , it looked cozy but unfamiliar to Anne , it looked homey but in the same time eerie as the night , a chill ran through her spine as the stranger opened the door.

Anne wanted to object but her voice slurred and her movements against him were sluggish.

He pushed her inside the room...

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Mercy tapped her foot impatiently on the ground, she looks around quickly and then takes out her phone , the screen illuminates her face for a second , only for her to sigh , putting the phone back in her back pocket.

"Screw it...",Mercy said as she decided to walk home alone.

Her mother was past out drunk in the couch or too busy batting her eyes in whoever she sees as candy to her.

Mercy looks up at the moon ,she closes her eyes, appreciating the natural beautiful source of light , amongst the artificial man-made streetlights that reached her home.

"Hey, baby," Mercy jumped by the sudden unwelcomed interruption , she looks back to see a stranger with a smirk that made Mercy uncomfortable ,Mercy picked up the pace and ignored him.

The stranger called again , Mercy reached for her house keys and put it in between her knuckles.

Mercy froze as a steel-like grip grabbed her shoulder and forcefully made her face the aggressor , Mercy not knowing how to react ,stay still as a statue , his hot breathe ,near her face "I said I am talking to---aaaaaaaaaGagGh!!!!!"

The man was yanked from her by a strong force that made her fall down in the cold hard ground.

Mercy groaned in pain as she grabbed her head, sitting up ,she looked up, a few feet from her , where the man disappeared , at the darkness where noises of struggle and splattering were happening.

Then silenced followed..

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Until , out of nowhere , an inhuman screech came out of the darkness and the man went rushing out, Mercy screamed, holding her face in terror, as blood rushed from the man's neck as he held it ,he outstretched his free hand towards her, Mercy in pure terror, kept screaming, moving backwards in the ground ,away from him , he trips and falls ,once again, outstretching his hand towards her.

"Help me...,"he rasped, then once again, tried to scream as he was dragged away in the darkness , where she heard a big splatter and the man screaming in pain and terror.

Not wanting to be next , Mercy stood up and ran.

She ran as fast as she can, not looking back, she hurries up her steps.

Mercy shaking and trying not drop her keys ,opens her door with ease and closes it with a thud.

She leans her head on the door.

A millions of questions going through her head.

What in the world was that? It didn't seem human and is the guy still alive?

She took a deep breath and turned around.

Mercy screams.

Anne was in front of her , smiling , blood gushing out of her mouth.

Mercy slaps Anne's shoulder ,'seriously, Anne!!!"

Anne laughs ,"you should have seen your face , that was so funny" .

Mercy rolled her eyes , "you are lucky, Mom is still asleep."

Anne's turn to roll her eyes ,"please, she is passed out in her bed, anyways, why do you look like you were running a mile?"

Mercy opened her mouth and then closed it , Anne expectantly raised her eyebrows.

Mercy's eyes wandered and widen in Anne's arm.

Anne notices it and moves her sleeves covering her arm.

THE MORNING AFTER HALLOWEEN

Anne pulls the red lollipop out her mouth with a loud pop, as she watched the breaking news in her television of a recent event that happened last night.

'The scene....oh God....have mercy in his soul...it was like an animal has done it , it wasn't human but in the same time....it felt like it knew what it was doing..."

Anne uncapped the red marker as the police officer on screen kept on explaining the crime scene to the reporter ,she then makes two lines, crossing out the name of the stranger and writes another , as well as crossing it out as the police talks about another murder ,near by.

She looks up abruptly as she hears a familiar voice , a friend of the stranger.

Anne's eyes turned black as she growls at his friend's mourning and then smiles as an idea pops in her head.