GENRE: YA horror
Ayako has stumbled upon what is killing the other passengers on her train.
"Rarr," said the walking corpse.
Whack went the big, fat biology textbook as it collided with icky, slimy corpse flesh, smacking it right in the chest.
I needed something better than a book.
Book. These creatures weren't mentioned in any books, were they?
Zombies. Hmm. That held possibilities. But would I really need to let it bite me to see if it wanted to eat my flesh or drink my blood? Blood?
Blood? Where did that come from? What drank blood? Zombies didn't.
Vampires! Vampires drank blood. Were these vampires? I stopped and looked at them. How would I tell if they were vampires and not zombies?
Thwack. Thwack. Yeah, double whammy. I didn't know how much longer I'd be able to keep this up.
That's it! Vampires had bite marks. Or, well, left bite marks. Did these things have bite marks? Hmm. I thought I remembered seeing them. I just needed to look a little closer.
I looked at the walking corpse closest to me. Okay, Mr. Corpse, I thought, trying to use telepathy, my hopefully newly discovered ability, on the walking corpse, just lean in a little closer to me. Let me see your bite marks. The first corpse leaned in closer to me. There's a good little corpse. Oh, he even had bite marks. You know what that makes you? I thought to him, That makes you a vampire. Yup, that's right. A vampire.
I smiled, proud of my deductive reasoning skills.
"Ah! Eep!" The vampire was a little closer than I had expected and I quickly ran away from him. This time careful not to run into a walking corpse, I mean vampire, that had snuck up behind me.