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You’re not supposed to be in here.

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One night, I was in my room playing a multiplayer match in Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 4. Being a vampire myself, midnight gaming is normal and fun at the same time. It’s one of the hobbies I would usually enjoy aside from going out in the woods in order to feed on an unsuspecting victim. Rapidly pressing random buttons as I control my character in the game, I can sense… someone else. Literally. There is a random guy trying to enter the house.

This would be a perfect time for me to feed on someone while playing an online match. A midnight snack! Focusing on both the game and the intruder, I attempted to shoot an annoying guy named RamsayGamer2000. It was a success as the muffled words “Take that, bitch!” escaped from my lips while watching the words “You (I being MidnightGamer379) killed RamsayGamer2000” appear on the screen. 

So the match continued until we were able to capture the headquarters. Alright, we won! But this is not the right time to celebrate since there’s a real, living and mortal guy who’s trying to invade my headquarters. Little does he know that he’s going to meet an undead. As I slid the controller aside, the guy went closer enough to the point where I got up from my black leather gaming chair and decided to confront my prey. A subtle creaking sound echoed from downstairs, suggesting that this guy was able to pry open the lock of my front door. Exiting my room, I slowly descended down the stairs, trying to keep my sneakers from making any noise. 

Reaching the floor after my foot left the last step of the stairs, I can see the man wearing a black and white striped full sleeved tee and a pair of black pants. “A burglar.” I said quietly as I observed his behavior and every footstep that he’s making. It appears that he’s heading for the cabinet in order to get his hands on a valuable heirloom. Oblivious that a vampire’s living in the house, fully awake at midnight, the burglar guy attempts to pick the lock of the cabinet until the words that would strike him with sheer terror echoed out. 

You’re not supposed to be in here.

And so I watched the burglar turned towards me, seeing my glowing red eyes before he went pale like snow, a wet spot accompanied by an acrid smell forming on his pants until droplets started to fall on the wooden floor. “Hm, seems like you failed to reach the bathroom on time.” I remarked as I watched him faint after doing his business on a wrong place. He then became my midnight snack as I sank my fangs on his neck, not caring about the pool of piss that he’s lying on. 

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