10/30 Writing Prompt
Summer:
"Gosh darn it, not again" I say to the vampire in the closet. Nos Feratu looks at me with sly eyes, his usual guilty expression. The lights flicker. It's obviously him. I really need a new roommate. Maybe this time, one that will pay rent.
Jonathan:
Make no mistake, this has been happening for several days. At first, it was terrifying. I tried staying up at night, but the necessity for me to sleep at some point caught up to me. Time and time again, a picture would remain on my camera, of myself, from the night before in my sleep. As time went on, though, I began to realize that, whatever was doing this, this is all they were doing. Nothing else but a picture was being taken. Strange, isn't it?