The Horror at the Manor

It was a dark and gloomy night in Transylvania. Dead silent. As his night shift at the manor ended he took the shortcut home, the graveyard. As he walked, the night became colder and a thick fog descended onto the ground. He could have sworn he heard a disturbance nearby, but there was nothing in sight. Suddenly, he felt a hand grab him by the shoulder. The man turned around and the creature's red eyes was the last image he saw. He never made it home.