I was online talking to a vampire that I had been donating energy to for a long time. I talked to him a lot, and I trusted him. He asked me a few times before, but I still said over and over that I wasn't sure because I was afraid. He asked me if I would donate blood to him instead of just energy now. I said like I always said. He started arguing with me about me not wanting to donate blood, and I got upset. He got even more mad and said that he would find me and force me. He didn't even know where I lived. I figured that since he didn't know, I had nothing to worry about. I told him to never contact me again.
A few days later I see him in public and try to escape. I get home, and he's there waiting for me inside my house. I panic and try running, but he catches me. I cry and ask him how he found me. He was a nurse, and his name was Kristopher. He told me that he used hospital records to find me. Everything that I've talked to him about before linked up with my profile somehow.
He had a syringe with a sedative in it. He held me down as I struggled and fought him. I screamed, and I tried to call for help. I dialed 911, and they answered. He told me, "Don't even try it." I cried and hung the phone up. He had a knife to my throat. He jammed the needle into my arm and drugged me. I was so out of it, and everything around me started spinning. All I remembered was him wrapping a tourniquet around my arm and placing a needle in my vein that was attached to a tube. My blood slowly drained into a container from the tubing, and he drank from the container. I saw blood dripping from all over his face, down onto his clothes. He was still wearing his nurse's outfit.
Then I woke up.
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