<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/8ac5fc45copy-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Malcom Devens<br/>28 (human)<br/>Ancient (vampire)<br/>Is blind and uses mind sight which takes energy to use<br/><br/>Malcom laid there in the road. The night before having been in a horrible accident. He couldn't even remember what it was. He hadn't seen the car coming. He had heard the squealing brakes a little too late to react. Using his mind sight was draining. It took so much energy to use it. He had been sent flying onto the side of the road. Left there to die, even though he wasn't human, by the people who sped off after hitting him. His chest though rising and falling had no heartbeat. He did not really need those breaths. He was a daywalker vampire who was blind to the world. Unless using mind sight. He was out of it at the moment. His mind fuzzy and all scrambled together. Nothing made sense. There was something...maybe a name...but he just could not graps onto it.<br/><br/>He smelled someone come near. He was in so much pain. His head heard from hitting that boulder when the car impacted with him. His ribs already mended themselves during the day. Thankfully the sunlight had no effect on him or he would bee dead. He felt shaking and let out a groan. That hurt his achey body. His blind eyes opened behind the broken shades. The shades he wore that showed he was blind. He groaned again. "Please stop shaking me that hurts." He said with a wince that flashed across his expression. "Where am I? What day is it? Who...who are you? Do I know you?" He winced again and sat up. His shades falling off revealing a deep brown eyes that were tinted with red. Those eyes frosted over in a white haze. "I can't remember...something hit me...I think." He slumped over from pain.