Her vision blurred as the lights rapidly flashed to the beat of the music. Sweat rolled down her brow from the small proximity between her and the other ravers. Her black hair fell in her eyes as she moved with the music.

She felt someones arms wrap around her waist and their body press against her from behind. The guy was around her age, 24, and extremely sexy. He had extremely blond hair which was cut maybe two inches long. his body was strong, lean, and muscular his skin pale in the rave lights.

"Want to go somewhere more private?"

She turned to face him and pushed herself against him as his hands groped her butt. Biting her lip she said, "Yes, there's a little hotel down the street. I hope those hands will be touching me in other places when we're in a more private area." She winked and took his hand in hers leading him through the crowd and out the back door into the alley. They casually walked hand in hand toward the hotel. "What's your name?"

He smiled. "The Master." He pushed her against the side wall of the alley and began kissing her neck roughly. She gasp for air as it all left her with the impact on the wall. "I'm so hungry." His hands slid to her sides. He dug his hands into her torso. There was something leaving her body. Energy, blood, life force, it was all these things and more. She screamed in pain as he drained the life out of her body.

"The kiss of death. I love irony." She was conscious long enough to see him lean down and kiss her once on the lips and then everything was dark.