Author's notes: My attempt at a fic for Halloween starring Chris, who just keeps growing on me. Strigoi is Romanian for vampire, by the way.
Strigoi (prologue)
Chris Kirkpatrick laid down in his bed and pulled the covers over himself snugly.
It had been a good night.
He and the guys had eaten dinner in an authentic Italian restaurant and then gone to a small bar to talk and drink and enjoy each other's company. Yet despite it being an unusually quiet uneventful night, he nevertheless felt exhausted and was grateful to be home. As he thought back on the night with a smile, he found his thoughts drifting to the one thing that had seemed slightly odd; the tall dark-haired woman that had eyed him all night from the opposite side of the bar. He had waited for her to approach him, but she never did. Instead she stared at him as if in rapt fascination until they left.
'Strange...maybe she was a shy fan,' he thought as his mind began to surrender to sleep.
His last waking thought was of the mystery woman and her dark eyes.
He never even noticed the figure cloaked in shadows outside his balcony.