Party Monster
In a hallway, lit cozily with sparse sconces, a few people leaning against the walls either deep in conversation, or embraces, one of its four doors opens. From it walks a beautiful man with smooth skin, dark eyes, and an unbuttoned shirt through which peaked the middle of his chest and abdomen, speckled with streaks and tiny drops of blood. From behind him, you could see in the bedroom where there still lay a couple of others who were bent over a slowly twitching body in a massive four poster bed. Blood had long since ruined the sheets. Before he closed the door, he relished in the sounds of wet sucking and a death rattle, for just a few seconds. With finality, Nico Esperanza closed the door. Taking a minute to wipe at his bloodstained lips, he readjusted his shirt and buttoned the bottom two, before walking down the hallway and out into the beating heart of his get together.