I am almost six thousand words in, and I don't plan to do any serious editing until after I've completed the rough draft.
Please tell me what you think, though.
The excerpt from the prologue...
Reality struck me with a sharp blow to the face. I lunged up more out of instinct than awareness, because the majority of me was still out cold. When I realized that I was tied down, I became quickly and fully aware, then startled to see the shadow person standing over me. Try as I might, I couldn’t see the person’s face, almost as if my kidnapper was a silhouette instead of a real person. My senses, often extremely heightened, couldn’t pick up on this person’s identity, much less any hidden intentions, which vampires could detect just from having someone touch them. With the blow this man had delivered, I was more than sure that had been enough to detect anything. How come I couldn’t?
“What’s this? Who are you?” I asked.
“I am your doctor for the evening,” he answered with a thick German accent.
I felt someone shift from behind the German doctor, and immediately sensed something familiar about this person, though what it was I couldn’t fully grasp. The harder and longer that I sought answers, the thicker the wall became around this person’s awareness. Still, the familiarity stunned me, because it wasn’t an unpleasant association. I knew this unidentified stranger somehow. Who could it be? Freddie? My mind knew the answer was “no,” because the ache in my heart was too strong for a simple passing acquaintance. Whom else did I have in this world, now that Iris was dead?
“I don’t need a doctor,” I stated sarcastically.
“Fine, then. Consider me a dentist.”
“Well, I don’t have a cavity, doc, but I could need one if you keep buttering me up with your sweet talk,” I said and attempted to look around. I could only see silhouettes of things, like a chair, a light above me that made it difficult to see beyond the table I was strapped to, and a glass mirror to my left.
“You do not understand, Reuben Redding. I am not a dentist for cavities,” he said and snapped on a pair of gloves, then pulled out a syringe. He injected the needle into my side and stated, “I am here to remove your fangs.”