Over the course of the next 2 weeks Sam felt like she was always watched. Her ‘little me’ showed up anywhere she went, and she started hearing whispers in her head. “You can’t resist the urge” was the first thing she heard as she stepped into the cafe she worked in. Her face quicky grew pale, her sense of smell heightening. Her nostrils flared as she tried to figure out what she could smell.

Her classmate was a regular customer, he would be there every other day to get a project done or to try and hit on one of Sam’s co-workers. Kyle caught her eye and waved her over, making Sam finally close her agape mouth and slowly make her way over to him. “Are you okay boo?” Sam slowly nodded before finally realizing what she could smell.

Kyle had a small cut on his finger, a drop of blood forming on in. She could feel herself growing hungry for the said drop of blood and she didn’t know why, she couldn’t restrain the feeling. “I” she pauses briefly. “I should probably get back to work. Kyle cocks and eyebrow in confusion but lets her go back to work without a word.

Sam leaned over the sink in the staff bathroom, her head spinning, words flowing through her head. “You need to have a taste of him” she shook her head and gripped hard onto the edge of the sink. “No, I can’t do this” tears started gathering in her eyes, but it was too late to hold back, she couldn’t contain the feeling any longer and a lust for flesh broke out in her. She grunted as she looked at herself in the mirror.

She looked undead, bags under her eyes being evident even though she had never slept better, her skin turning a grey toned colour, her eyes had started changing colour too, shifting to a pale grey tone rather than the hazel they were before. She didn’t know what was happening to her, but she knew it must’ve had something to do with that mysterious doll. She had to fight whatever entity had engulfed her, but she didn’t know how, so she slowly started giving in, her body hunching over as she wanted to taste flesh more than anything.

There was a short knock on the bathroom door as Kyle snuck in, have a concerned looked on his face. Sam shot her head up at the scent that invaded her nose once more. She felt like the room was spinning as she made her way over to Kyle. “Kyle” she took a quick breath. “Oh, dear beloved Kyle” she now had a sinister grin on her face as she lost control of herself altogether. “Sam, what are you” Kyle was caught off as Sam shoved him against a wall and leaned closer to his cheek.