Vampires

You and Bob drained the mens blood out of you first, otherwise you would both be heavy and tired and not very useful to us. I guess I never said something, we don't just make a deep hole in someones neck and lap up their blood like a vampire bat. No, we actually drink with our fangs. We drain the blood by relaxing some extra muscle that humans don't have and the blood shoots through our fangs like.... a fountain? Not that much but you get the point.

You and I retracted out fangs and drove up to a large cast-iron gate with tall stone walls and a camera on top. A post with a box on top stood alone beside the drive, I pulled up to it until a voice came on.

"What?" they barked.

"Delivery from..." I glanced at you who pointed to a note of what the drivers had to read, "St.Jersey's Hospital."

"Come it." the gate opened to reveal men or vampires holding back barking dogs on leashes; Doberman and rotweilers mostly but the pit bull stood out. You bit your lip as we drove past and closer to the house.