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for a new place to live. He was probably long gone, but I wouldn’t take any chances. e wasH Vampires couldn’t come out in the sunlight, right? At least I didn’t think so. All I needed to do was to survive the night. He would never find me again.
    I resumed my slow crawl across the floor with a little more energy. I had about eight feet to go to make it to where my cell phone sat on the counter. The rough tile was wreaking havoc on my knees, but I labored on till I made it to the counter.
    Reaching up with both hands, I pulled myself up on my knees, my right hand inches away from my cell phone. One more second and I would have had it in my hands.
    Coming seemingly out of nowhere, he wrapped a hand in my hair and with a quick jerk of his wrist, he pulled my head around and threw me backwards. I landed about ten feet away, hard on my back. I felt his hand lace through my hair again as he dragged me from the kitchen and into the living room. With a sudden release of his hand that I wasn’t expecting, the floor came up to meet my head very hard.
    Bright lights exploded in my vision and a hard wave of nausea hit me, but still I didn’t pass out. Searching vainly in my peripheral vision, I looked for him but didn’t see him. Intertwining my fingers in the carpeting, I managed to pull myself up to where I was resting on my forearms.
    About four feet away directly in front of me, he sat stock still, staring at me intently. He held a pose that for most men would have been uncomfortable. His right leg was partially stretched out to his side, his left leg bent and supporting most of his weight on the ball of his left foot. He looked halfway crouched and halfway poised to leap, but he simply stayed there and so I simply rested as well, waiting for my head to quit spinning and for the lights to stop flashing behind my eyes.
    My chest ached from the impact of the tile, my head pulsed with a probable concussion, and every muscle in my body felt as though it had been torn away from the ligaments that were holding me together. I shook from fear and sheer physical exhaustion. My body surely couldn’t survive this much longer.
    It is interesting the things that go through your mind during a crisis. During my nights as an emergency room physician, patients had often recounted small details that their brain had noticed during car accidents or other life-threatening events. Always fascinating to me, I would wonder if they remembered these minute details only after the fact when their mind had a chance to reenact the event, or did they really take such quick notice when the event was occurring.
    Now I had answered my own question. Because even though I sat facing the physical manifestation of death, I was able to focus on his every feature.
    Physically speaking, he was not terribly imposing except for that half-crouched position he was holding, and despite everything, I realized he was very attractive. Reasonably tall, he was probably just a hair over six feet. Dark brown wavy hair, with what looked light sun-streaked highlights, fell in long locks to the base of his neck. It swept back off of a smooth forehead, except for three or four locks that strayed down to partially cover his eyes. Intense green eyes, evenly spaced, with dark, thick arching eyebrows stared back at me. The whites were clear and the pupils exceedingly dark, which even though it sounds like a cliché really did remind me of the old well at my family farm back home.
    Glistening and dark, his pupils mesmerized me, threatening to pull me over the edge and into him. Dilated and wider in diameter than human pupils, I couldn’t help but stop and stare at them. His skin was light and smooth and his red lips, full in the extreme, almost leapt off his face. The contrast between their color and his skin was sharp. On a woman, it would have been considered garish, but he carried it well. He was not slight but not heavy either and his arms underneath the thermal he was wearing