"Come on!" Tyler yelled pulling me by my hand across the street. The sound of pounding boots became louder behind us as we ran. We ran into an abandoned building and hid underneath the stair case. There was only enough room for one person so Tyler pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around me. I leaned my head back on his chest as tears streamed down my face. Tyler tensed as the vamps ran past our building. When the footsteps faded he relaxed, letting out a sigh of relief. A small sob escaped my throat as I recalled our near death experience. "Now what do we have here?" I yelped as a smooth voice reached my ears. Tyler was in front of me within seconds holding his knife.