His lantern low on oil, the killer knew he had to get to his home quickly. Rumors had recently been abound about the ancient vampiress Arianna having been reawakened from her deep and supposedly endless slumber. News was also being spread that there was a high bounty on him: he was wanted dead or alive for murder. Crouching low through the hanging weeping willow branches to remain on the path in the already twisted and rocky trek, he saw a soft yellow light emanating from a window in the dense foliage of the woods.
“At last, home is in sight,” he thought. He had already traveled over many miles of mountains, plains and moors, and finally seeing home after 3 years had seemed like a relief, but it was only short-lived. He knew the armies of the king had already searched numerous houses and villages for him.
The killer stopped abruptly at the sound of rustling leaves nearby. He stopped, his pulse raced, and he fell into a cold sweat, and the gloomy feeling of fear begun to set in. Was he being followed? Watched? He heard another sound, and quickly turned his head in the direction of the sound. Nothing. His shaking hands slowly rose the lantern, its flame burning even lower. Wiping sweat from his brow, he struggled to see who- or what- was following him.
In the blink of an eye, and without warning, someone emerged from the shadows and grabbed him from behind. After a short struggle, the killer managed to free himself from the seemingly impossible beast of a grip and started to run towards the house in the edge of the woods. He managed to outrun the unknown stranger for a short time until his foot caught on some vines, and he crashed to the ground with a breathtaking thud. The footsteps in the leaves and twigs from behind him were gaining on him quickly. As he stumbled to his feet to run, he was caught once again by the shadowy figure. This time, no matter how hard the killer struggled to break loose, he couldn’t free himself from the grasp. Thrashing his arms and legs with all his might, he suddenly heard a young woman’s soft voice: “Good-bye.” Then everything went black.