Anthony Murphy panted as he ran through the twisty tunnel. He could hear the things behind him, but he couldn’t see them. They shuffled and gibbered in the dark tunnel as he desperately tried to outrun them. He knew moving and starting high school would be hard, but this was ridiculous. He had started out the week with high hopes and now his new friend was missing, his family was in danger, and his blood was a hot commodity. All it took to get his newly discovered relatives back to their home was a few drops of his blood, but apparently, they wanted a lot more than that.