I am pounding hard on the kitchen door and am almost broken through using an ax that I ran and claimed from the woodshed. I can hear the screams and the fighting inside, but I have yet to see what was happening.

When I finally break down the door, I fall forwards, into the kitchen.

“Colin!” I holler as he holds Woodward Harraldson’s head in his hands. In a quick motion, Woodward neck breaks and his body falls to the floor. I raise a hand to my face, and look away in horror... my eyes coming upon the fallen body of Bree Burgundian.

“Miss Burgundian!” I shout, running to her side. There is no pulse! I turn her over, seeing a stake cut clean through her chest. What ill things happened here this night!?!?

“Colin!” I yell again, backing towards the door. He turns to face me.

“This isn’t the place for you, Pitwick!” he shouts in reply, but before I can respond, a wooden arrow pierces through his torso. It cut clean through his heart!

“No!” I yell. Colin gives a confused look and his hands form around the arrow. He turns to his assailants, a group of people from the village. I recognized some them and have seen them before. Colin turns back to me then, a strange look on his face.

“Sweet release, my friend,” he says softly. I stare at him, saddened, the vampire with a tortured heart whom had befriended me, now falling to the ground, dead.

I look up to the group of townspeople whom had taken him down.

"How could you do this?" I ask them. "You don't even know him! What have you done?"