He leered at me with glaring red eyes, appearing to say, "I want to eat you." I felt goosebumps as he closed his hands around my left hand, speaking in a low whispering voice, "I have a present for you."
Then, as he scaled my wrist using his right hand, he bent over and bit me. I could feel my blood draining out of my wrist.
"I don't want to become a vampire!" I protested in alarm.
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