I was walking in my neighborhood as usual. Some friends invited me for a few drinks in our usual pub. It was a few minutes walking from my home, and I could use the time to relax and forget about a stressful day of work.

I felt weird walking that street that I walked every day, but that night there was something different, something wrong that I could not grasp.

Walking through some darker streets that were a shortcut to the pub, I started feeling like someone was watching me. I stopped to look around and I was the only one walking those streets, they were a more residential area and there were no kids playing on the streets at night on that neighborhood.

I kept walking but the feeling just got stronger, I was sure someone was following me, it was like “Fear of the dark” was the ambient sound of my night, and I didn’t like that.

Worse than that, I was seeing shadows moving, and shadows are not supposed to move alone, and that wasn’t even my shadow.

I started to jog; the fear was still building inside of my chest, then I started to run, and a few blocks from the pub in the darkest part of the path, the weird moving shadow jumped in my direction and knocked me out for some time, not sure how long.

I woke up in a dark room, with a big headache and apparently without further injuries, but I could see nothing in there. I tried to feel my way around and the room walls appeared to be solid and there was no door that I could find.

I tried screaming for help without success, tried punching the walls just to hurt my hands, but I was despairing, and after what I think were hours, hard to say alone in a complete dark place, I was crying in a fetal position for so long that I slept.

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I woke up when I heard steps in the dark and a strong and deep voice said: Time to wake up; you seem to be strong to endure the embrace. Not all mortals have the strength. This world was closed to us for too long. The humans are weaker than when they banished us from this realm, and now that we are back, they will pay. And you will help us as a soldier in the vampire army.

After that I was beaten to a pulp, had my jugular bitten and suck dry, then when I was feeling the death calling me, I felt something warm and gooey in my mouth, it had a metallic taste and I could not distinguish it from my own blood that was everywhere after the beating I took.

Something inside of me was still alive, there was something cold and dark slowly flowing from my mouth to my hearth, I clang to that dark feeling, it was better then the pain that I felt everywhere.

I don’t even know how I could feel something was dark but it wasn’t pain, it was some kind of energy that was hollowing me from the inside and at the same time filling my entire body, the cold dark energy intertwined with the fear of dying and the rage of not being able to fend for myself, the absurdity of the situation, it all came together and I felt my body burning with fury and madness.

The last think I saw was some kind of message floating in the dark room, the message said: “Embrace the dark energy and you’ll be reborn stronger. Yes? No?”

And everything went completely black.