The school librarian takes a blood donation from a student.
“I'm about to touch your hand with an eraser and you won't feel anything.” She jabbed his hand with the pin. Magda smiled when Jimmy's head didn't move. Then she reached for a double-edged razor blade that she had hidden in a crevice of the couch. Magda took Jimmy's right wrist in her left hand and held the razor blade above it. As she did so, her fangs lengthened, and her eyes became opaque, revealing her as a vampire. Her sharp canine teeth extended, and a lustful expression replaced her warm, pleasant smile. Magda's nostrils flared as she experienced hunger for the vital fluid.
In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. Some survive, others don't. Why not join them on their journey through the gates of hell, so to speak.