One Way Out

You were going to help Saige, no matter what. She was starting to fade. You swung your fist at John's face but he dodged, all while keeping a perfect composure, smile still on his face. He bit deep into Saige's neck and you froze, watching in terror. He ripped her entire throat out and spat it to the floor. His gaze then settled on you. He took a step and you backed away. Suddenly, he was in front of you, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt and throwing you against the bookcase. He stalked over you and opened his mouth, revealing the fangs again.
You felt them against your neck and you tried to resist, but John had your arms pinned. You felt as the teeth slowly puncture your skin.