Raised by a Vampire

When Jared first saw the undead creature who would raise him, he thought it was a dream. His eyelids were already flickering, thoughts tipping from the mostly-fanciful imaginings of a six-year-old into the unrestrained fantasy of the unconscious. And all he actually saw was a shadow that swept from his open window to his bedroom door. No rustle of the air. No creak of the floor.

And the floor in this tiny apartment that he shared with his mother always creaked...