Victor was on guard ready for an attack that never came, the continued clattering and sounds made him sickeningly uneasy, yet he saw no one. However when he heard the shrill laughter his heart sank, this wasn't just some mugging, the deep twisting chills that ran up and down Victor's back assured him that his fears were quite warranted. 

The moment Victor was touched on his shoulder, he spun to attack only to come face to face with something that dropped his heart into his stomach and suddenly Victor was frozen unable to attack and unable to run, he was simply frozen in place staring at the source of his terror. The man in front of him was pale like the silvery light of an autumn moon, but the thing that kept Victor's gaze were the man's crimson eyes brimming over with true madness and the sharpened fangs that rested waiting to strike. Victor swallowed and attempted to speak, "[color=00aeef]Why are you following me?...[/color]" Victor's voice trembled yet he dared not attack for he knew that if this creature was angered he himself would never make it home. "[color=00aeef]I will defend myself if I must...[/color]" The boys eyes spoke his bluff, he was overcome with fear, but yet still there was a feeling as if the boy was fascinated even now in the face of true fear.