Part 11

Aylin and Saint Germain have departed the mansion, and Noah heads to his room.

Memories of the day eat away at him.

The murder. The monster.
The warmth of Aylin's body pressing against his.

He's exhausted.

He decides to get ready for bed.

 

Hardly even registering the fact that there is an intruder in his bedroom, Noah is suddenly being held aloft.

"I know it was you." The monster's voice is utterly demonic.
It's mighty grip grows tighter around Noah's throat. The red eyes that glare menacingly at him are the same ones he'd met gazes with earlier.
Terror floods into his body as it starts going numb. His feet swing in the air as he struggles to get free.
"You think it's funny to spy on me?" the monster roars.

With reflexes faster than Noah can comprehend, the monster lets go of his throat and punches him in the abdomen, hard. He is sent flying.

He crashes to the floor.

"You'll never fuck with me again."

The sharp pinch of fangs biting flesh hits him.
Noah feels his life flowing away.

Saint Germain arrives back home to find the front doors wide open.
All the light inside has been blown away.

An old and familiar terror takes him.

"Noah..."

Saint Germain crashes into Noah's bedroom, flinging the door wide open. What he sees confirms his worst fear.
Nausea and dread threaten to bring him to his knees.

Noah's body is sprawled out on the floor. It looks as if he has moved from the spot where he was originally attacked. Blood covers the floor where he has been.

Saint Germain rushes to the boy's side. He lifts him and calls his name.

"Noah! NOAH!"
He shakes him.
There's no response.

He holds the boy close. The warmth in his body isn't gone, but the blood loss could be fatal.
He feels him breathing, but barely.

My friend...

Saint Germain stands by the bedside in silence. 

Have I now failed you, as well?

Time creeps on and Noah remains unresponsive.
Saint Germain's thoughts darken.

Continue to Part 12...