Armad

As you walked home from school on Friday, you noticed that it was dark and the full moon made the night come quicker than usual. The atmosphere felt eerie and unusually quiet. Passing by your neighbor's house, you saw that the first-floor light was on, which was unusual as it's usually dark. Through the window, you caught a glimpse of your neighbor, Ar'mad, dressed in all black and wiping his mouth, while red candles illuminated the room. He noticed you too, his eyes a different color – he had sharp fangs, stained, before vanishing, prompting you to pick up the pace. The next week, while you were having lunch, Ar'mad sat down next to you. "Hey, Charlie, I noticed something yesterday, and I think it's best if you keep it to yourself," Ar'mad says with a serious tone. He maintains eye contact, and you can sense the importance of his words. It's hard to deny that you saw anything at this point.