Growling and baring his teeth, I dodged out of the way. Just as the hungry, bloodthirsty creature of a preacher, jumped on top of me. I was frantically searching for the vampire stake I saw had rolled under the pews. As I started crawling under the church seats in the chapel, I gasped.
Watching from the glass-stained windows, next to the pews, fog started rolling in from the outside. I couldn't see anything under the pews, I was crawling under. Looking frantically for the vampire stake to defend myself.
I jumped and gasped with fright. As I heard the preacher leaping over the church in the pews on the other side of the chapel. "Now, you know I'm not going to hurt, my dear," said the preacher. "I'm just going to give you a little taste of everlasting youth. You'll be able to walk the earth forever. Never be afraid of getting old or learn to get along with the other living dead corpse I plan to bring to life, myself," shouted the preacher.
Crawling under the foggy, cold pews, I found my hand on the vampire stake in front of me. I quickly grabbed it. Just as the vampire preacher had leaped over the pews, next to me, I thought he saw me at last.
I quickly tossed the vampire stake in my hands, in the opposite direction of the chapel. Growling in anger, the vampire bared his sharp teeth. And jumped over the pews on the other side of the chapel. I had to get away from this crazy bloodsucker! If I didn't get out fast, I wouldn't last much longer.
I made my way to the back of the pews. I started to slowly get up. I was about to walk out the church doors. Turning to look at the stage, I saw the preacher was still looking for me in the pews, thinking I was still hiding somewhere.
I quickly and slowly opened the big, wooden doors. As I was about to walk out of the foggy church, the vampire preacher heard the door squeaking open. He growled and bared his teeth. Standing on top of the pews in one of the middles of the rows, the monster preacher whirled around and spotted me, going out the door!
Gasping with fright, I quickly grabbed hold of the heavy, wooden church door, and hurried out into the front yard of the church. Screaming, I tried running all the way from the chapel as fast as I could go!
Swinging my arms, I tried not to look back. But as I continued running away from the church, I heard the vampire preacher pound the front doors open. He let out a furious howl at the glowing, white moon.
I didn't know how much farther I got away from the church, but as I got closer, to the main road into town, I clumsily tripped over my feet. I feel headfirst on the grass lawn. I was screaming hysterically. As the vampire preacher flew after me from my behind!
I saw Father Miracle hold the vampire stake I had lost from earlier, in his right hand, grasp. His arms outstretched, baring his poisonous teeth at me, I shielded my hands to my eyes. "Please–don't hurt me!" I screamed for mercy.
I didn't want to be turned into an ugly, undead creature of the night. I fought trying to keep the preacher from stabbing me in the chest with his wooden vampire stake. I rolled onto my back and struggled to free myself of the vicious preacher man.
"You don't have to change your religion to join us, in the undead, Emma Changeling!" the vampire priest explained. "What would you do for a taste of everlasting life?" snarled the priest.
I didn't think this would end well. I was going to be a victim of a bloodthirsty vampire preacher before my eyes! And there was nothing I could do to stop him!