The Visit

1913

 

“You may come in.” said the voice behind the door.

Melissa turned the door handle and walked into the room. The door behind her closed of it’s own accord and shut with an odd click. She was in a doctor’s office. In front of her beyond the chair was a large heavy desk made of oak or possibly walnut, Melissa really had no idea. Seated behind the desk was a man in his 50s, Melissa presumed, with short grey hair and who looked slightly portly. He was wearing a dark suit with a blue tie. He was writing something down when she entered. He looked up briefly at her and then continued writing.

“You are Melissa Adamson?” he asked her in a very certain voice.

“Yes I am” Melissa confirmed. He looked up at her again and this time looked her over for sometime as if he was considering something. “Thanks for seeing me so late.”

“Well sit down and tell me why you’re here.” he told her. Melissa sat down on the chair in front of the desk. She didn’t know where to begin. She flicked her dark hair out of her eyes.

“I’ve been feeling out of sorts lately.” she said to him.

“What do you mean out of sorts?” he asked her.

“Well I can’t keep any food down but I feel so hungry all the time. Also I can’t sleep at night and instead fall asleep during daytime. If I ever go out in the daylight I get very nasty sunburn. Also I’m very pale. I wonder if I’m anemic” she said. The doctor nodded his head making hmm noises.

“How long has this been happening?”

“About a couple of days.” she replied.

“Did you notice anything before this?”

“Well I did wake up with a nasty pain in the right side of my neck for a few weeks. I seem to have been bitten by something. I think maybe it was bedbugs or maybe something like that. But the odd thing is that I don’t think I’ve been bitten since I fell ill, though I did seem to sleep for a few days.” she told him. He sat back in his leather chair and looked at her.

“Have you had any odd cravings lately for any food or drink?”

“Well I ended up eating some raw steak yesterday and I…” she didn’t really want to tell him what she had been craving. It was too odd. He thoughtfully nodded his head and began writing something down on his notepad.

“Any other odd symptoms?” he asked.

“Well all my senses seem to be heightened. I can see a lot better in the dark now, and I can hear people’s hearts beating and hear their blood flowing in their veins and arteries.” When she said the word “blood” she could feel the cravings again, she quickly continued on “Also it isn’t a symptom, but dogs seem to be barking at me a lot now and quite viciously, and cats won’t go near me at all. Maybe they can smell something’s wrong with me.” The doctor briefly smiled, but then resumed his thoughtful expression. He got up from his chair and walked round the desk to her.

“I thought I would listen to your heart. Take a deep breath.” he said as he took his stethoscope from around his neck and put on some rubber gloves. When he placed it against her chest it wasn’t as cold as she thought it would be, though she was feeling it through her t-shirt. The doctor went hmm again. He touched her pale arm “You’re very cold.”

“Yes I can’t seem to get warm these days either.” she said laughing nervously. Saying it all out loud made her realise she must really be ill. The doctor grabbed a tongue depressor from his desk and placed it in her open mouth. He peered into her seeming to check her upper teeth at the same time. She could hear his heart beating slow and steady. He then threw the tongue depressor into the bin and walked back to his seat while removing the rubber gloves. He sat down and looked at her.

“I’m afraid you have a case of vampirism.” he said to her.

“Vampirism?” she repeated in an alarmed voice.

“Yes vampirism.” he confirmed. “Obviously a vampire was feeding on you the past few weeks. Somehow, whether by intent or accident, some of their blood got into you, which would have been around the same time they obviously drained you of blood. You actually died, but due to having their blood in your system meant that you came back as an undead entity.” Melissa sat there with her mouth open in shock. She didn’t know what to say. Maybe the doctor was insane?

“So is there anything I can do about it?” she asked slowly.

“Well thankfully there is a cure.” he proclaimed. Melissa gave a sigh of relief. He opened a drawer in his desk and produced a wooden stake. “All I have to do is insert this into your heart with a certain degree of force and you’ll no longer be a vampire.”

“But won’t that kill me?” she asked alarmed. The doctor looked at her blankly.

“Well yes. You are an abomination now. You have to die.” he said as he stood up.

Melissa then also abruptly stood up and quickly ran to the door, only to find that it was locked. She looked around to see the doctor was quickly advancing on her with the stake in his right hand. She was so hungry now and could hear the blood gurgling through his body, his heart-rate slightly increased.

She turned to face him with her fangs out for the first time. This time she would feed and her hunger would finally be sated…

 

Joanne Fisher

 

1901

 

 

 

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4 thoughts on “The Visit

  1. Hey Joanne — wanted to tell you I was thinking about this story when I was walking as I do every day for exercise – the story gives me the creeps in a good way and usually I don’t keep thinking about stories that I read on people’s blogs but for some reason this vampire story stuck in my mind. Keep on writing – I will keep on reading it!

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