Final Stand
As you lie in bed, the scratching continues to persist. Turning on your left side, you pull your pillow over your head and grumble as you mutter, "I may be the last man on Earth, but I still need some sleep"!
Abruptly, you become aware that the scratching has stoped. A light sigh of relief escapes your lips as begin to feel the first whisperings of a deep sleep drift over your consciousness.
Suddenly, the feeling of ice cold hands brings you fully awake in shivering terror! Instinctually, you grab onto the arms that adjoin the maniacal hands in a desperate attempt to tear yourself free of their grip. Wreathing back and forth in bed with your body, you try and break the grip that seems to be sucking the very life out of you...
As quickly as the struggle began, it is suddenly over. If your lifeless eyes still had the power of sight, you would be able to see your window swinging listlessly open in the nighttime breeze.
As the vampire creature begins to feed on your flesh, your adventure ends here...
Abruptly, you become aware that the scratching has stoped. A light sigh of relief escapes your lips as begin to feel the first whisperings of a deep sleep drift over your consciousness.
Suddenly, the feeling of ice cold hands brings you fully awake in shivering terror! Instinctually, you grab onto the arms that adjoin the maniacal hands in a desperate attempt to tear yourself free of their grip. Wreathing back and forth in bed with your body, you try and break the grip that seems to be sucking the very life out of you...
As quickly as the struggle began, it is suddenly over. If your lifeless eyes still had the power of sight, you would be able to see your window swinging listlessly open in the nighttime breeze.
As the vampire creature begins to feed on your flesh, your adventure ends here...
