wasn’t Sam,
“ Jade, is that you? Please, you have to help me; its Aidan, he’s…” she trailed off.
“ Annie, what’s wrong; what’s happened?” My voice sounded stronger than I felt.
“ It’s a… he’s a… vampire.”
“ Oh Annie, I’m sorry,” I began, but her panicked voice cut me off mid sentence.
“ And well, he’s so new at it and I think he’s gone a little mad and Jade, I don’t know if I can stop him. He’s out in the hall trying to get in! I think he’s going to kill me!” Her voice was a tangled frightened mess and I felt afraid for her. I knew what the new ones were like; they tended to go after their loved ones simply because they were attracted to them, but there were so many stories on the news about new vampires draining their families or girlfriends. They didn’t have the control that an older vampire had and they certainly shouldn’t be around humans for at least a year or two after they were turned; it was too high a risk.
“ Annie, open your curtains and make sure you stay standing in the light from the window. Whatever you do, don’t step out of it even if he begs you or seems hurt; it’s just a ploy. I’ll be right over, o.k.?”
“ O.K.” she replied before the phone went dead.
“ Damn,” I muttered, grabbing my jumper.
I dragged on my jeans and hopped around the apartment trying to find my trainers. Grabbing my car keys, I sprinted for the door. As I raced down the stairs, I slid my phone open again and tried to call Sam just to tell him what was going on. He’d be furious if I didn’t tell him because he’d want to help, even though it was daylight. Sam wouldn’t let me face a vampire without his presence and he knew how much Annie meant to me. After the first three rings, it hit me like a physical blow to the stomach that Sam was missing and wouldn’t be answering his phone any time soon. Shoving my phone back into my pocket, I raced full tilt for my parked car and prayed I wouldn’t be too late; I couldn’t face losing somebody else I cared about today.
Driving across town I tried my best to dodge as much of the traffic as possible; it was a difficult task because the shoppers were out in force. Pedestrians crowded footpaths and dodged and weaved in and around the traffic. I narrowly avoided hitting a crazy cyclist with my little Corsa but I arrived outside the apartment block without the loss of any human life. Stepping out of the car, I glanced around cautiously. I didn’t want to be caught out with this; newborns were unpredictable and I had to be ok so I could find Sam. Hurrying towards the front door of the apartments, I swung it open. The inside was gloomy and no proper light filtered into the foyer; I could see plenty of shadows that a vampire could hide in. What I didn’t understand about all of this was why did the vampire who created Aidan let him go? They were supposed to take them under their protection for usually up to a year; they never let them rampage out on their own, not like this. It only ever happened if something happened to the master vampire that created them or if a master had gone rogue and was just randomly creating newborns. If that was the case, it was a far more dangerous scenario than I had originally anticipated. Perhaps the vampire that created Aidan knew something about what happened to Sam.
When one vampire sires another, the exchange of blood allows them to share some of their memories; it was a long shot but it was still a possibility. I crept towards the stairs, picking my way gingerly through the gloom. I tried not to make a sound, but with each step my shoes were squeaked on the shiny floor. I hoped against hope that Aidan was too busy trying to get into the apartment to notice my squeaky movements. Climbing the wooden stairs I tried to keep my eyes and ears alert for any movement or even the slightest noise that might alert me to his presence. I prayed the other people in the building had the good sense