Thirst for blood

It was nightfall, everyone was probably asleep. The night was full of darkness, even the light from the lightning didn't help much because it created fears in people's hearts.

Nights like these were not one of those comfortable nights, because it was raining cats and dogs. The harsh wind causes the trees to slap against each other. The rumbling of the thunder shook the grounds of the castle. Ingrid felt cold, so she decided to close the windows. She found it hard to close them;so she tried pulling from below when her fingers were slightly pierced… she quickly withdrew her hand, and a drop of blood dropped on the floor. She licked her finger.

Pharrell was wide awake, but was in agony. His body was sweating profusely. He failed to keep in check as he fisted the sheets. He was having a fit which no one but his grandma, Marah and Philip would know about. He wanted something to quench his thirst, not with water though…with something metallic and red. He was thirsty for blood.

"Uurgh!" He